Heavily Laden (Poetry)

When my heart feels this laden heavily,
          To whom do I call?

Not the popular Ghostbusters surely?

          Should I just act cool?

When many things seem ro be uncertain,

          Can’t I do something?

Then I raised my eyes up in the heaven

          The Holy Being

Placed his hands upon my heart…and PEACE reigned.

           

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Selfish Pleasure (Poetry)

I am in pain
       But I have to swallow my scream

I want to scream

       But I know it will be in vain

Either you can’t hear

        Or you just don’t want to listen

What seems most dear

        Is the sole pleasure you gain.