The complexion of a sumptuous smile

One so pure, almost tactile

May be consumed for a while.

 

An innocent cry of,

Why, oh why?

Echos a bitter breath amongst the ears.

Its dark, empty reply

Will only underlie

A puddle of glistening, salty tears.

 

The face of a lost friend

Blurred into a vast world, one uneasy to comprehend 

Only strengthens the silence of a frown.

Listen to the yell of emptiness,

And it’s tenacious, upsetting words.

Causing laughter to be deferred.

 

The optmisim of one,

As bright as the sun

Is curtained by the truths of life.

They see the immorality,

The fatality and brutality 

Slaughtering their smiles with a knife.

 

For what more is like a door

Than bliss throughout life,

Either open or shut.