The Void So Deep!

The Void So Deep! long poem

Uploaded by Shälû Vïrk


“The voice that sings your name is sweeter than the midnight sleep,
or the sweetest melody;
The mind that drives
me to you
is dearer than the intellect that is deep;
The sweetest melody will turn less sweet,
Deep introspection will, one day, rob me of any sleep!
The heart that bleeds for you,
The heartbeats that soar, and dip for you;
The soul that yearns for you…
Yes,……………………..
all these are dear to me,
dearer than anything that exists.
And dear-most?
Dear-most are the eyes that weep;
for in them lies the desire to see you,
the longing to feel you,
to hold you close to my heart,
to never let you go;
The fire of love burns,
my eyes seek you day and night;
A wandering twosome,
they lead me to the paths you tread;
They follow the trail of footsteps ,
that you leave behind.
And when they set their gaze,
at the precious, precious spectacle….
of having a têtê-à-têtê
with their long lost companions,
Or beloved, the lovers,
If I may say!
A chill runs down my entirety,
My hands stretch out, as they tremble,
with sweaty, nervous palms…
How they crave, how they yearn!
To feel the coldness of yours!
To warm your frozen soul.
The eyes, when they see you,
Kiss you with a blink;
They wish to gather you as they close to hold this sight!
Carnal pleasures, never did they seek,
They have loved you from a distance.
The bearers of my agony,
They have caressed you in glances;
The drapes of my eyes have sensed you,
Felt your breaths next to mine!
How they long to embrace you forever,
and melt the callous ice!
Oh, but the void so deep!
Oh, but the void so deep!”

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