No more sorrows

So many tears I've been shed, so many restless nights spent. 

There's nothing I can do, too many grief I've encountered. 

Every time they have appeared to me in various forms. 

First was a white dove who had injured its wings.

My soul's in agony.

Second was a lady in grey dress, she was crying.

Too many grief on my journey.

Third was a yellow butterfly, little and frail.

Fourth is hiding from me.

Too many tears, so many restless nights. 

My heart shiver like hummingbird.

No more sorrows.

Reviews

[A. Amos]

Poignant, deep and honest write...very strong poetry.

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

Many thanks

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome my friend

[walkingman117]

Moving... liked the grey dress part

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

Thank you =)