May 7, 2016Poem

It is a world away

naturecitymemorytimeloveidentity

It is a world away

From now

When dust has blown

Over the marks

Of hot tears

Seared into cracked earth

Covering those

Heavy hearted tracks

To disguise the signs

Of a broken spirit

That the lonely

Soul will weep

In silence.

What of then

Who will listen

When emotion is forgotten

And the motion

Of the sun

In its daily passage

Erases all traces

Of yesterday

Leaving only

An impression

Of the pain

It leaves behind

Like the imprint

Of heavy rain

Easily missed by the

Hustle and shuffle of a moment

When the barely

Surviving

Try to leave

Their past where

It is best remembered

But keep stumbling upon it

In a darkened recess,

A cold storage

An empty shadow

Where it is only

The lonely

Who hold the key

And they forgot

What it was for

So long ago

Even the meaning of their

Entanglement

Has begun to rust.

Along with

Their reason to believe.

The writing on the wall

Is fast fading

The taste of the last kiss

Slowly in remove

Even as we try

The true flavour

Is washed away

With every tear we shed

And still we cry.