Sound of birds but never be heard <br />Sound of musical fusion, <br /> Jazz within the disused soul. <br />Never alone <br />A frozen heart exasperating to, <br /> Breakthrough the ice. <br /> I see the heart that talks, silently. <br />Bleeding thoughts building, <br /> Fraud intrigue intentional plans. <br />Never alone. <br /> Bringing past to the future. <br /> Be apart from the present. <br /> But sorrow begins and grudges play its party. <br />Assumptions may never be true, <br /> Solitude believe it’s a fact <br />While it fails to bring the fairness, <br />Revulsion breaks the silence. <br /> The heartbeat upsurges suddenly without a pause. <br />Never alone. <br /> Memorizing the bad times and good times, <br /> Can't arbiter the past by the future <br /> But you can judge the future by the past <br /> And change it all it possible. <br /> Alone can obligate perversity <br />Never alone.<br /><br />Goodenough Sakhile Dlamini<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-alone-42/
