Poem: Poem: Lacklustre of Hopes

Like washing rain, comes this pain;
Like thunder storms, thus the phantom;
As wishful this thoughts, a truth hurts;
Concealing peace in drums of noise;
Family or Friends, none to Trust!

Pilings on the rise, tiling in fragments;
Crying by the mirror of disgust;
Looking behind, deception and passion;
As Mixed feelings play my obsession;
Where is the pride?

Heartbeats leaps and dances at random;
Questions appears with many frowns;
Caged by self-control;
The ocean attempt flooding my eyes;
'Truth or Dare' but drops can flow;
'Trick or Treat' yet it is but a game...

My many thoughts swivels;
The relishing doubts hurls back;
Every pressure bellows disdain;
The wake at dawn raises dust;
Reality has offered many lies;
Gain or Loss, The pain remains!


By:
Beryl Ace