Sadness Is A Feeling
I Know So Well
As A Flower Knows The Droplets Of Water
Which Continues To Drop
And Forms Into Tears
As Number Is Impossible To Count
Of Pain Which Is Tolerated
Even When Intolerable It Becomes
Is The Feeling I Get.
Hardly Expressed Which Is By Me
Except In Words Where I Feel A Home Exists
Which A Lost Explorer Found
On His Journey To Unknown Lands
Without Name Which Are
For Unexplored They Remain
Which Only A Being Feels
Knows Who Does The Land Of Pain
Which Exists And Isn’t Visited
For The Journey Increases The Pain
Already Existent Which Was
In Distributed Levels Of Feelings
Through Words……In Remains