The Aftermath

Rubble and dust, memories and their remnants strewn, like the aftermath of a storm, as it passed with such ravages to scar my body and soul.

We met in the strangest of circumstances, brought together by happenstance in the pursuit of a greater bliss.

Though who you were at the time, I could not have known.
Though who you are now, I wish I didn't.

For the short time that you so graced me with your illusory affections,
I only poured out sincerest devotion,
But alas to no avail.

You will sing your swan song for many and more.
All I want now is to hear you from afar.

Love's Toll

You give with all your heart and soul,
Expecting nothing in return at all,
To simply be at bliss, with your lover's kiss
Such is the true love's toll.

The Emptiness Within

I am content, when I am with you.
But when away from the presence and thought of you,
The emptiness within howls at me like the winds of a wretched wilderness.

The echos that they carry, of memories past, deafen the voices out of the chaos that I carry with me at all times.

I try to reach out to you to explain what I really want from you.

But you are either unaware or ambivalent to my silent cry.

I love you but I need more.