Sadness; The Beautiful Emotion

Realms of thoughts, images lay scattered
From the pot of wonders I behold
And as I lean down to collect the remains
I find a thin line connecting them all

It felt so wise yet freshly young
What is that scent of mystery dazzling my head
What is that emotion so beautiful so raw
That keeps me tossing in my bed

Remembering words, drawing portraits
Of men been aching, and women gone in vain
Always made me wonder if I lost them all
Or did I trade them for a drop of rain

Is it true that heaven shall host no grief?
To be embraced by hell and fed to the sinners
Leaving the graced all in envy
That they won't taste any of grief's shivers

Oh Sadness, you beautiful emotion
Thank you for standing by me
Without your eloquence, anger and fear
I wouldn't have been writing so effortlessly