Disappointment

a poem by Aryaindia

Oh heart! How unreasonable art thou?
It must disappointment be
To act unjustified right now!
Blood rushes to the brain
And drains the body of strength
Heart pounds, gives no reason
Torture! Thy name is love?

Endless full days having waited
In vain not I thought
Only to be deceived now
No sight nor voice to behold
Short is life, maybe half spent
Hope lies, belies the self
What is the goal, who knows?
Tears well up, only the heart knows

Yet, Oh heart How reasonable art thou?
You criticize and condemn
Next minute, sympathize and uphold
You cry and weep, yet no one knows

Oh heart! You ache and feel
How strong are you, or are you?
The pressure within may lift one day
Explode and end inside

Then, who will know why
The pain, the suffering
The right to cry! The will to live!
The will to die!
The will to be born once more
Destined to be owned, once more for sure
Somewhere in the madding crowd
You beat alone, groping unheard

To a new world
Where, sorrows of life behind
Are joys of life beyond
Where disappointment turns to hope
Darkness merges to light
And finally…
Where, dreams are reality
Life, blissful and eternal