Melancholic Joy

When in anger a voice, longs to smile,
Longing ways to reach the sky,
Upon the stars and screaming out loud,
Fulfilling the wishes for you are mine,
As we travel to time and more,
From present to future, with past behind,
I reckon then, your face so gay,
That cheerful voice, that smile and jest,
With whose presence I have climbed,
Reached the stars to make you close,
And spreading my arms wide open in joy,
I hearken the thoughts of insane crowd,
That endlessly fight and never cease to fade,
Striking the cliffs with the waves,
As I tremble, we both feel frail,
Wishing to rise to a step of strength,
To fight back the life, owning it for long,
Amongst the harshness of the time,
Between the smiles and the pain,
Thence,
When in solemn nights I long your way,
I reach the stars and hold the sun,
Making it run to get your warmth!