The years grow into pain
as easily as laughter and sorrows
The hard press of coals
and
washing of grit from crystaline diamonds
Reveals each facet
Another view of The faces tragedy and comedy,
like Hope after disaster
Careless memories float off in the wind,
another casualty of life's isms is taken
A broad brush,
but a magnificent master stroke
We knit ourselves in and out of entwinement
Searching for the immaculate fit
Faced with rebirth or endless eternity
No Mark of pain goes without the blessing
No laughter goes unrelished
For all the love and hope in the world
rests with one thought
one idea
One action
One desire
One cure
Agape
Love, riding the Tails of hope
on the beast of tragedy
All is mitigated and put right,
If not this time, then next
And nothing is lost forever
life is the great mystery,
that we must never solve
Lest we know it all,
Suddenly dissolved into nothingness!
that would be the only true tragedy
Of the aeons and of the ages of ages
To ever be cast upon the seas of eternity

Nature's ***

I was told; nature *** is a peaty
That bring equipage to cooking
With light upon our mothers night
Fanciable to celebrate our ancestry ways
That brightens our unnatured ways
With warmth during the frosty seasons.

With the moulded centuries nature's ***; we cook!
And the unrelished packs of woods beneath -
Consuming induced firewood of nature
At the smug smoldering ash

The charcoal *** that cook
Alluring scent of calling aroma
And a vessel that gleams light -
Shining on Papa's lurching shadows
Far from all dark in every glossy steps
And the back where Mama stood beside
On the stood she seats to cook.

The nature's ***; undignified hath
Under clashing fire around the clayed alley
Striking out black's pride into bolt lighting
Where the fire strikes reddish flames
Combusting rays of fairy light spectrum
To hum of blinding darkness.


— AfeezWrites.