Grief And Sorrow.
Poem By Chanoch Gisser
Grief and pressure all around.
Bleeding hearts just in vain.
They land here with no sound,
whispering: Here we are again.
Long queues at sorrow's harbour,
as disasters reach the docks.
Behind closed window hides a neighbor,
imagines hope crashes on the rocks.
You, surround the sun like stars,
have no idea how to orbit.
Venus, Yupiter and Mars -
come down, share with us a bit!
Let us rest during night,
strip our dreams of all the pain.
If only this you might,
then conciliation will remain.
Grey clouds with cleaning task -
please wash our streets away.
Throw down some of what we ask,
for sunshine's ability to stay.