The Empty Hallow

By Da Poet    Da Poet

Empty space smothering the mind,
a desolate figure of being,
tranquil silence sends the soul reeling,
for that which is not.

Futile longing amidst belonging,
fell prey to a garden of despair.
A dismal quest prayerfully seeking,
searching, hoping for an end.

This endless continuum lurks in the shadows,
of the nexus absent through travel in time.

Impractical desires, merged with drudgery,
lay wake alone by the fire,
vividly aware of the sacred separation,
of her King and his Lady fair.

Hearthrob,
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