In mournful solitude I sit, <br />Locked in mine dungeon room, <br />Light seeps naught, candle lit, <br />Remorseful gloom. <br /> <br />Awaken I say, confidential tone <br />Words not heard, merest whim <br />Another day, I am on my own <br />No one answered quell within. <br /> <br />Loathing memories, days of past, <br />Horizons overwhelming <br />Ephemeral pleasures, don’t last, <br />Memories unfold, shimmering. <br /> <br />Anguish abounds tortured destiny, <br />Mysteriously enraged flesh, <br />Consoles your nature solitary, <br />Morbid idleness aspires. <br /> <br />Immense aromatic incense, <br />Tantalizing at best, <br />Cover perfumed forest scents, <br />Longing for your breast. <br /> <br />From within dwells dubious fears, <br />Demoralizing days, <br />Where have you been? <br />Ravished heart dissolved in tears.<br /><br />KENNETH FORDHAM<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ravished-heart/
