KINGDOM OF SORROW

in the kingdom of sorrow’s realm,
abides my curious tragedy,
a privilege to persist,
beauty pleading, longing sharp.

society’s spectrum, high and low,
knows not, sees not,
the deepness of this hurt,
on the soul of one like me.

behold the beauty,
whose heart untouched by love’s embrace,
except for the false tendrils,
of shadow-lust’s cunning grip.

what price would i pay,
to gain a love sincere and gentle?
a cost beyond counting,
in chase of that elusive jewel.

yet, for me, oh woe,
no such luck befalls,
such love, like distant stars,
taunts with its tempting glow.

02.07.2024