a soul left barren
not to joy nor pain does it yield
the agonies of a day pass unfelt
night comes stripped of dreams
forlorn thoughts kept so deep within
abandoned
hopes renounced as too many
betrayed
time never stops, never.. ever
alone it travels
with merely a gaze
when has the void filled? ever?
it doesnt, it sucks, eats one up
to the last fragment of one's existence
until one ceases to exist
vague memories too shall burn
and that yet undreamt shall never happen
the soul has lost all reasons
it sings no more poems
and
i can only speak to you in poems
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