In the shallowness of your ‘Love Lake’
My fortunes of subsisting are very bleak.
I can neither vie to live nor to die,
Apart from airing an unsounded sigh;
Such is the astuteness of your love.
No matter how natural I submerge in you;
I manifest myself afloat
In your superficial waters;
Rowing my emotive boat.
In the hollowness of your heart,
I exist, sating vacuum of some sort.
Being a good deal in you,
In you, I lack a space.
Oh……….what a disgrace!
No matter how sorely, my heart bleeds;
To bide with you, is what it pleads.
Convinced, I am.
No matter how many oceans, my eyes shed;
They can ne’er puff up your shoal.
No matter how many times I call up you, dame;
Your cored out heart can never echo my name.
All the same…
In the shallowness of your love,
In the hollowness of your heart,
Evermore……………I stay on.
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Strings of Soulfulness 