Laments

Gazing am I the westbound twilight
Cradled so cruel the faceless cold winds
I softly caress the light on my face
As darkness it comes to take me away

Forsooth I’ve pursued the dust of all hope
For much too long a time in this pain
And turned I’ve been from and sent out my way
By those whose bereft of good eyes and good ears

And thus this cold path so dark had I walked
Throughout my sweet past, my golden skies
But now there is nothing to tell me of me
And with each of my breath I’m closer to fading!

So what is now left to give on my part?
My countless of days of lies and of heartache?
For they have but passed and left me so hollow
And petrified my heart in pain and in sorrow

But still desolation trails in my wake
And all of my saviours alas forsake me
As past of regrets and shame confined me
And sources of my strength had left me for gone

But even with these would I still press on?
With or without all hopes and all smiles?
For indeed giving up is still beyond me
And to me I would say, I will not submit!

Gazing and forlorn the fading of twilight
Underneath the storm the sky of the night
All of the pieces, of my dead, dead life
Comes to me at last to take me for home…

SAIFUL NIZAM SHUKOR
MUAR
2006