
My king…where art thee?
My heart is bleeding intrepidly
No words, music or memories
Can soothe me in your absence
My pining of your presence
Lingers from dusk until dawn
I call out your name over and over
Hoping you will echo mine back to me
I continue in the norms of existence
Restless and exasperated
Crying out to the Universe
To every angel, archangel, spiritual guide
Beings of light, ancestors, ascended masters
Help me…guide me…reassure me
Bring my heartfelt wishes to fruition
Let my patience and perseverance
Be blessed beyond measure
I keep giving to others
Whilst depleting and barely holding on
Hoping another new day
Will bring the golden dawn I seek
I am forever humble and thankful
For all that I have been shown
And visions still yet to come
Yet my heart continues to bleed
Leaving a path for it’s recipient
To find his way back into my arms
His eternal home where all is well
All is love nothing else but love
Filza Chaudhry 2021
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About the Creator
Filza Chaudhry
Writer, Poet, Creative Visionary, Humanitarian, Editor of Heart Revolution on Medium.


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