A Room full of Tears

Jerry Ham

I visited a room the other day,
In the back of my mind, well tucked away.
No one was there as I opened the door.
An empty room, but wait, there was more.
But just what it was, I could not tell,
And yet, I sensed that all was not well.
My spirit was troubled and it seemed to shout,
"Too long I've been captive, please, let me out!
"There in the darkness I struggled to see,
Trying to grasp what was troubling me.
I told myself that I'm tough and I'm strong,
But a voice spoke softly, "That's where you're wrong."
"You tell yourself, 'I can handle it all.
'No matter what happens, I must stand tall.
'"Let go of your pride and admit that you hurt.
"The pain that you feel, don't try to skirt.
"You're not alone with this illness you face.
"There are so many others who are in the same place.
"And rest assured, that they're frightened too,
"In so many ways, they're no different than you.
"Let go and reach out, take hold of their hands,
"No longer alone, but together you'll stand.
"And then there was peace, and I wept as it came,
I knew that no longer would I be the same.
Then I saw a small sign, neglected for years.
The sign said this is a Room Full of Tears

Pain

Night falls...doubts rise
...and the fear of knowing nothing creeps in.
Loneliness becomes your companion
...depression becomes your friend
...the world changes shape, everything becomes alien.
Sorrow emanates from you, in your soul a bleeding heart
Pain is all you know
...suffering is all you practice.
The demons dance insanely
...The eagles' wings are clipped
...the hungry dog is left to die.
Pain is only eased by greater pain.
A vacuum inside sucks away everything leaving you with
......nothing, emptiness.
All attempts have failed, all avenues now blocked.
You are behind God's back and persecution becomes your punishment.
The leaves turn brown and die
......a cold wind caresses your body.
Lost in a maze, searching for a way out
Check............and mate
......the game is over, the battle is lost.
Welcome home my friend.
Feel free to dance among the dead.

உடைந்த கண்ணாடியில்....

எஸ். செந்தில்குமார்

உடைந்த கண்ணாடியில்
முகம் பார்க்க பழகி கொள்
அதில்
உன் தலையில் இருக்கும் பூக்கள் தெரியாமல் போகலாம்
ஆகாயம் தெரிய கூடும்
ஆகாயத்தில் பறக்கின்ற பறவைகளும் தெரியலாம் ஒரு வேளை
உடைந்த கண்ணாடியில் முகம் பார்கின்ற
வருத்தத்தை அறிந்த பறவைகளில் ஒன்று
கண்ணாடியின் அருகாமையில் முகம் தெரியப்
பறந்து கடக்கலாம் உன்னை.
வருத்தமற்ற முகத்தை
உடைந்த கண்ணாடி துண்டில்
அப்பறவை வேறெங்கேனும் காணும்
அப்போது
ஜன்னலின் வழியே
பறவைகள் ஒவ்வொன்றும் விட்டுச் செல்லும்
ஆகாயத்தைப் பார்த்து கொண்டிருப்பாய்.