These days are heavy with irresolution <br />That crumbles down like hateful hail <br />Butchered hopes and beaten dreams <br />Are freshly hanged by the nail <br /> <br />Somehow you’ve made yourself absent <br />From the soul of my pulsing heart <br />The sound of stars and wavering ocean <br />Are now blinded and silenced apart <br /> <br />My heart is beating into nothingness <br />Wading towards darkened silence <br />Burning and withering to the last <br />In response to your abhorred absence<br /><br />R. Ariffin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-soul-of-my-pulsing-heart/
