In Memory

Posted: April 7, 2012 

Thus began the story
Of a heart carved in memory
Waiting in a public garden,
On a trunk, for long being watched.
A scar awfully etched.
 A settlement of love bargain
Adored and chanted honestly,
sculpted into depth firmly,  
Then repudiated, 
Expected not to be waiting,
More likely to be wilting,
Shunning the mercy of heaven,
Depleting love creativity,
Debilitated by fake Solemnity,  
Cohabiting with ancient silence.
A blackened dead evidence,
A word on a bough or a dull stone.
No one knows when
That, in love memory, was born
With engraved letters
Everywhere on its skin
Beyond its own ken,
And was left in fetters,
Enslaved
For negligence and history. 

Tags: sad, love, dark,