Void

Tall and handsome, head held up high

Aesthetically geared from top to bottom

Beaming rays of unmatched confidence

Every walk emanates an unwavering glow

All along the path, leaving no stone unturned

Exhibition of unimaginable power & authority

Always looking ahead for the next conquest

Every step taken is a milestone achieved

Risen up through ladders - many miles high

Triumph & glory followed one after another

Never cared to see what lies beneath

When the flickering embers of distress

Look like sparkling jewels from up above

The smoke of sorrow becomes invisible

Even on the high ledge of rude awakening

The hanging cliff breaks without alarm

A desperate cry for the loss of dear ones

Is never heard until the last stone finally turns

Each sigh goes in vain in an attempt to leap

And every drop of nectar tastes bittersweet

As a dying wish to retrieve what is already lost,
The dangling loose ends of fragile hope are tied

While fake smile on that grimace can't be hidden

The future is lost in reminiscing the painful past

Whilst the days ahead are lost living in the void

Aug 17, 2013