Pain in The Neck

Oh! The murky-depressing nights,

creepy stillness, and,

the miserably rambling voices.

Be the witness,

of my weary patience;

the acute pulse

to the uneasy-calmness.

Remind me of these epochs,

the disquiet voices,

buzzing in my skin;

hissing and boos.

Afar horizons, when I laugh,

or, fly too-high.

Evocate, my teary eyes,

the drizzle of reflections,

and the sleepless nights.

Behold my bellyaches,

for the pleasing mornings,

and shining of the sun.

In fondling of melancholy,

make me to remember—

ecstasy is on its way.

Beneath that,

Every twinge shall decay.

And, pain in the neck,

shall go away...