The Parting
A sigh of hope, a twist of the rope
Disciples of the absurd
Masters of the indiscriminate word
Creators of void and empty spaces
Crowds and families of unknown faces
A fusion of days and nights
Sunrises engulfing twilights
Waters meet and no-one cares
Lovers kiss and no-one stares
Empty hands and vacant smiles
Tribulations, storms, never-ending trials
A child who cries in the night
Hurtful words that neuter the fight
Hope gives way to Reality’s demands
Touching hearts but empty hands
Words that never do
Songs that are forever blue
Spirits that gather when you sleep
Soul mates apart, banished to weep