Incomplete

Sobbing in the midst of a cold night

The hymn of the crickets in the air

The head ached like the trenches in the sea

Finding ways to tremble and crack

Light and darkness once reintegrated

Wearing negligee in this rare occasion

The chanter singing a hopeless song

Space unchained, unoccupied

Finding what is still missing

Yet the tone, the melody is in tune

Tears, fears, tragedy once entered

Happily ever after  thought was altered

God Himself has never ever surrendered.

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