Sorrows and Torments

the sorrows and torments, laments and burdens,
to mourn and regret, and the shadows,
black circles, the seeking specks, dabs and blobs.

While, the themes surmount, melodies conjure,
refrains tally, and arguments refer.

Appeals would goad, incitements exhort,
urgings spur; auras curtail.

Shall the birds glide,
the tracks of the rays, waves and sparks,
beams and glimmers,
just turn the cheek, inhale the breeze.

Whereas, the brightness of the sun,
the sharpness of the glaze, blares the vaults,
the dome of the dreams and the cupola of reveries,
captures of the convictions, and the verdicts and beliefs.

Or, summations, rundowns, abridgements and remits,
ascertain and fulfilled, rewarded and survived,
symphony of stars, sonata of icons, and the opus of ideals,
the salsa and rhumba, to capture and contain, embody and emmesh.

The ducks and geese fly squads,
Storms and squalls, the gales and dust,
the turning head, endures the curse, the bane and pain,
to turn the share, with joyous gain.

Observe, witness, detect and purge,
respect, reflect, loose gilding chain,
the birds, fowls, and convictions,
the faiths and persuasions.

No recess or respite, nook and niche,
fly and soar, glide and coast, and dash and pour.