“ A Solitary Tear ” ~ of grief or cheer ~

A solitary tear

Feels incongruous

It appears,

Ambivalent                                         

On an gentle face,

Anxious its presence

Be viewed unkind,

Rather than benign…

 

A solitary tear

Wishing not

To interfere,

With the mien

Of a smile,                                                                                      

Uncertain to stay

The while,

Worrying pleasure

Suffers it be here,

For grief or cheer!

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“ A Pact ” ~ with Lady Death ~

I made a pact

With Lady Death,

When I do reach

For a last breath, 

To keep at bay

Her Beelzebub,

And intercede

Till my choice deed

For carcass dear,

Finds where reside

Without he interfere…

 

Hence to decide

For up above,

Tho I am told

It’s rather cold,

I preclude not

The down below

Where it be hot,

Say cursed souls

Held sinful lot,                     

So I’ve been told

Thru pact I bade,        

With Lady Death!