Heartache Comes For Me Poem by Anisa Tara

Heartache has set her sights on me
From a lofty minaret she calls
Men and women gather to pray
On broken, weathered knees they fall

I hear her harrowing song
Chorusing my syllabled name
Heartache has set her sights on me
Our ill-fated end her interminable refrain

You've authored our untimely end
On the shores of a better destiny
There isn't room for me in its deep
Heartache has set her sights on me

I am buried to my neck in grief
Heartache has set her sights on me
I whisper my silent prayers to you
But there will never be any reprieve