Laying in the white dirt,
The doorstep my home.
I look towards the laying hills,
A grandeur, for me just emptiness.
Longing for you I’ve spent my life here,
my clock ticking,
Tired,
Aching,
Missing you.
This emptiness,
Embracing my being,
Solitude.
Walking down the hills now I go,
gently caressing,
The green grass with my paws,
These affections remind me of you,
Your touch,
Your gentle apologetic hands.
Yearning I continue ahead,
the fresh breeze,
Dancing with me,
My dance of love.
Faster I move on,
Picking speed,
Running,
Panting,
its too much.
I look around and I can’t see you,
Can’t you see me?
Can’t you hear me?
Don’t you miss me?
You promised,
You promised,
that bright and promising day,
I was born once more,
I fell for you,
I bonded with you!
Then you went missing,
No trace,
Not even a scent,
Your sweet embracing vibrant aroma.
I search endlessly,
Tired of waiting.
Here I remain,
Yet, alone I wait.
So simple it may seem,
To promise me endlessly,
I must move one,
Removing the thought in my head,
Screaming,
No!!!
I can’t stand this,
Accepting that I am a non existing being,
Just your yearning mascot,
Awaiting orders,
Your best friend,
Just a dog.
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