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A guardian and other poems by Mena Sisto, Canada

 - A Beating Heart -


As he sat beneath a darkened sky fair

Never did realize his heart didn't beat

Crouched & disheveled, his eyes dust

Time had come & gone, no sun's heat


A life lived within deep travesty & pain 

A soul engrossed within crevices dark

Melancholic, never to find his own way

His existence & life missing that spark


'Till one day his eyes fell upon a beauty

Heart & soul under a spell, ever smitten 

He wanted to be with her night and day

Consumed, so 'twas said, it was written 


She took advantage of his love ever fair

With her bidding complete, tossed aside

His heart broken in pieces all scattered 

Roamed the earth /w out care, nor pride


Oh a body cold, frigid, isolated and alone

'Till one day his demise did indeed greet

Banished within darkness, a deep abyss

Tho' heart w in his chest for her still beat.


***


- Night & Day -


Living upon a fine teetering line

Balancing two lives, night & day

Juggling, multifaceted, sacrifice

Debts, deeds in the end, will pay


Diverse things, different people

Several do indeed trust, depend

A mind congested & dizzy, spins

Desire, wish, need, never offend


Does it all make any difference

Instances, does one truly know

If one is appreciated & recalled

Or are some actually one's foe?


Grasping within depths to exude

To shine, sympathize, empathize

Work hard, yet, don't play so hard

Tho' some don't care & patronize


That wheel of life keeps turning

All that exists, burns deep within

A balancing act, a life of diversity

At times tho' feels to be such sin


Upon that fine line between two

Varied light of day, dark of night

A life encompassed w adversity

Exuberance, elation, plight, strife


Prove oneself, push the envelope

Be an original, be authentic, be u

Think outside of a mundane box

Walk a walk, talk the talk, be true.


***


- A Guardian -


An angel heard his cry

Heard it upon one day

Felt a deep sufference

In each and every way


Pain within one's soul

Words cannnot equate

Anguish within a heart

Good things dissipate


Burden upon shoulders

One can't quite imagine

Existed for quite a time

Weight, cannot fathom


Tears cried in darkness

Many grey days of rain 

Heart and soul tortured

No one to turn to in vain


Whispered within his ear

Shall make it all go away

Follow me, a whole heart

Such tribulation we'll slay.



photo: Dessy Tsvetkova



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