I purge my emotions
To voice your echoes in mine
Ponder over the waste of time
Existence is dry like
A barren land
Mind is struck in the
Lonely shores
With crying eyes and
Screaming heart to
Hear the deafening silence..dad
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With crying eyes! ! But, there is hope ahead. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Loss is to bear, and move on thanks