When will you come?
All these cursed years
I have been waiting ritualistically
Hoping against hope
Like a hornbill in the summer.
How could you leave me?
Knowing none to speak on my behalf.
Plants,roots and creatures ignored my plea.
My heart and soul ached for you
But what did you do?
Scorn me, dispose me
Like a betraying Judas.
The meaninglessness frustrates and hollowness aches within
Disobeying the wishes of my material self
Oh! Dear friend,take me
Take me into your cold embrace
I'm not worth keeping.
Melt me, dissolve me from the broad canvas into your cold breath.