Sunday, January 4, 2015

YELLOW: TALE OF THE TIDES


That fateful night when life's eyes shed two streams of separate tears.
The beauty of one was bringing you to life and anguish of the other which was taking hers
Streaks of salty fluid made its path on you; partially washing her blood stains off you
Your shrill subdued her quiet sobs as she made her way to where you came from.

Caressed by the pangs of excruciating pain and her fleeting breath
Echo of her joy was reverberated while holding closely to her bundle of joy
Genetics successfully passed her charming dimple-traits from her cheeks to yours
Such beauty to reproduce oneself on exit only to suffer the gift of a day's sight.

Rays from the sun hit my pupils, accompanied by warm tears to cool my hurting eyes.
Separated by 6ft between two worlds where she lay I recount the story of her.
On this side dear one, today can be life, wealth, joy but tomorrow; no guarantee - nothing.
Like the rise and fall of the tides, life can't be too fair or cruel is just what it is.

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