Oh wind that brings the joy of fresh air,
Please blow my tears and take them far away,
On this journey, be my guide, don’t let me die inside,
Oh how bad it is to walk in circles,
To painfully relieve your past day in and day out,
What joy must the heavens have on our behalf,
Once it’s broken, once it stopped,
They will be the ones that are mocked,
In their blissful blue sky, there we will make them cry,
Will it ever end, oh my dearest friend will my pain end?
One by one my thoughts die, one by one they vanish in my cry,
And the circle remains untouched, unscratched and they laugh at me from the sky,
But one day, one faithful day,
When the city is paved in the colors of our youth,
The rain can’t wash away the feelings that we want to feel,
When heaven is here, when I can set foot on it,
Then I will join him, the sinner no one prays for,
Oh my, did we build our heaven on the back of hell?
It doesn’t matter anyway,
The Devil and I will dance away,
In the shadow of a great new day.
I was absolutely captivated by the title of this poem. It definitely has a depressing undertone of a message I find. Confirmed after reading this poem I can’t help but feel the narrator’s resolve. How frustrating it must be to come to the realization that you are not where you want to be and you’re not sure if the future holds anything better. What is heaven like? No one can say for sure but one can always hope.
Sad yet amazing! Good job.
Thank you 😀