AIMLESS TEARS OF TONIGHT
Tonight the tears
have no name
no reason to flow
no reason to live
and breathe
in this barren wasteland
of my forsaken world
Tonight the tears
have no face
no aim,no virtue
no right
to moisten the
heart wetted by
the crimson droplets
of an invisible and nameless agony
Tonight the tears
are my only company
Obstinately refusing
loneliness to reign supreme
Tonight the tears
are sympathetic flutes
of sophist spirits
trying to reason
with an unruly conscience
Tonight the tears
are my JULIET,my ESTELLA
my EVE,my DELILAH
savouring the warm embrace
of the first showers
of the dark rain
The known fear
The intoxicating pain
Tonight the tears
are a preaching sage
An empty cage
A warriors rage
And a poets page....
Tonight the tears
are bearers of foolish dreams
magic spells
and inane whims..
Tonight the tears
cease to clear
my failing vision
Cause all i see
is this inexhaustible darkness
All i feel
is your incessant absence
And all i hear
is the silence of the sky
mourning the exile
of the outlawed clouds...
