Will You Be There Sone? Poem by Seema Jayaraman

Will you be there Sone,
When desolateness & loneliness sweeps
and my shoulders bend in defeat
lift my spirits and give some solace
To bleed this bitterness and weep

Will you be there Sone,
When the world deafens in its crescendo
And there is no one to hear me speak
lend your thoughts and hear my silence
To tame this wildly beating breast

Will you be there Sone,
When over rough rock strewn paths
I twist my steps and stumble
Cushion my fall and wipe my hurts
To place run away tendrils

Will you be there Sone,
When we realize our lives is a past
Days through which we laughed and lived
Share the burden of memories
To dry my tears and hold my sighs

Will you be there Sone,
When all alone, I quake and tremble
afraid of sinister ministrations
You open arms to my haven for escape
Gently quieten my heaving heart
To a blissful slumber

- - -Seema Jayaraman (1992?)