The Cycle Of Sadness

the sadness in her eyes
was peeling off her feet
rubbing off her footprints
that stuck to the sand
carried by the wind
sprinkling in her eyes
in a cycle of sadness

the sadness in his eyes
was dripping off his forehead
carried by his sweat
that fell to his feet
into the dry ground
mingling with the dust
that peeled off the ground
in a gust of wind
settling in his eyes
in a cycle of sadness

the sadness in her eyes
painted her eyes red
in a show of sorrow
the cold fire within
releasing a smoke of sadness
embroidering her eyes
with a blanket of sorrow
in a cycle of sadness

the sadness in his eyes
accommodates no light
in the pit of darkness
sorrow roam free
undisturbed by hope
the rain of light
never reaching his soul
stuck in a drought of happiness
his sorrow nourished
in a cycle of sadness

by Kenneth Maswabi

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