| The poem you asked to see .... | by Sumax for users ranikaye and sumaxmail |
AMEN ARMEGEDDON My world is filled with empty rooms, Through which I roam. I walk a lonely road. My mind is but an empty space, With cluttered thoughts, Wherein frustration reigns. My heart contains an empty ache For something lost. And yet, I know not what. My dreams are empty echoes now Of your warm voice And promises you made. My soul recalls a covenant, Still unfulfilled, Made long before I was. Yet, notwithstanding all my doubts, One thought persists … All’s well … you will return. |
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