After Joy Comes Misery Poem by Reginald Francois

I am the sweetest Fool ever known

A Black soul of love unsown

A description so strange, you wonder why

To tell you the truth, you’d begin to cry



For I do love a lover’s love

So limitless like the sky above

But even the sky has an end

Where nothingness and darkness starts it trend



So I guess my love limits has finally reach

And the holes in my heart has spoken their speech

And shown me to embrace the loving hate

It also brings joy and happiness, in of its own state



You may be confused, the loving hate?

It’s a dish served cold on a black plate

It’s as mellow and sweet as a home cook meal

It’s the feeling of no feeling, a deal of no deal



With its joy loneliness is around the corner

Oh how I wish this dark joy can last much longer

But all good things must come to an end

And once again sadness becomes my friend



Joy always goes whether it’s good or dark

Circle of life, Oh what a heartless track

After joy comes sorrow and sorrow brings misery

No matter how you run misery is always misery



I have enjoyed the joy of living clean

Enjoyed the joy of the darkness within

But both left me shattered like a priceless vase

Forgotten like a poor man criminal case



So this I say this, enjoy your joy

For misery comes like a childhood toy