"Cancer And My Soul" Poem by Sayeeda Sharmin

 

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In the depths of night, where shadows weep,

My cancer and my soul in silence meet.

With whispered words, they softly entwine,

A dance of pain and spirit, divine.

 

My cancer, a cruel and relentless foe,

With gnarled fingers, it seeks to sow,

Destruction and despair deep within,

A battle fierce, where neither side can win.

 

But my spiritual soul, a sign of light,

In this darkest hour, it takes its flight,

Guiding me through this treacherous storm,

With love and hope, in its arms, I am warm.

 

"Weep not, dear one," my soul does say,

"As night descends, and skies turn gray.

For though this body may falter and fail,

Our spirits soar, beyond the mortal veil."

 

In the quiet hours when pain is profound,

My cancer and my soul, they both are bound.

In a delicate balance, they coexist,

A reminder that even in darkness, there is a twist.

 

For in this battle, where sorrow is deep,

My spiritual soul does not weep.

It whispers of eternity, of a timeless grace,

A sanctuary of love in this desolate place.

 

So let the tears fall, like gentle rain,

As my cancer and my soul engage in pain.

For in this struggle, I find my way,

To a spiritual realm, where sorrows sway.

 

In the end, when the battle is won,

And the final chapter has just begun,

My cancer and my soul, they shall agree,

That in the depths of despair, I found me.

Copyright ©️ by:  author/ 

poet Sayeeda Sharmin