ANXIETY It came like a wave of dust Blocking the footprint of happiness Leaving me in a desert of pain Worried that darkness will consume My soul to neverland The home of no return BED OF SORROW So let me lay in my bed of sorrow For my fragile soul Refuses to embrace the loneliness in my heart Let me sing to voices of the mountain As I dance to the colors of the wind Perhaps my peace lays beneath the eyes So let me lay in bed of roses A bed filled with thorns of pain MY FINAL APPEAL Whisper those soft loving words As you lay me down While you sail my ship into the river of life Weep not my absence For my domicile awaits my presence Supplicate for my peace For this is my final appeal As heaven takes it’s awaited soul While the ears embrace condolences Join Poemify Channel Post navigation Previous Article Previous Article MAMA Next Article Next Article 3 BRILLIANT AFRICAN AUTHORS WE LOVE Leave a comment Cancel reply Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.