Sighing in wrath, and in pain,
Like a furnance, wild in strain.
Dreary nights, moon upon the sky,
Which way to take? Preconceptions I deny.
The sestet of my life, like a saga unsung,
The past in my neck, like the albatross is hung.
Knowing it was wrong, I remorse!
Tyrannous threats to thy emotions, it pose.
Hard to forgive, thus difficult to forget.
Like dry leaves on fir, are often set,
Spirit burns, smoke's rising high.
Covered the nights and days of sky.
Searching for light, in thoughts to quench,
Felt thy hand pulling me out of that trench.
Unable to sustain and regain the confidence.
Love and hope, helped to revive, hence
Would have fallen and lost my breath.
Support from thou, made me leave what I hath.
Times changed, sun shone bright.
Crimson of evening, dearth of night.
Made my passion, mor and more strong,
Thy heart and soul now to me belong.
Hand in hand, thou walk by my side.
Charming grace of hues looks even pacified.!
Traces are erased, mysteries unfolded.
Future seems full of elation.
As thou with me with strength have beholded.
Thy faith led to recarvation.
Neither lack of wisdom, nor of gleam.
Have got the precious of which I used to dream.