My heart keeps time to the ghost of your pulse;
My soul kneels in worship of your unbearable beauty
My thoughts — unmoored, above the sky
Wonder if even longing earns me your name.
You are a silent song, i yearn to sing along,
But the lyrics have turned to ash; still, the song lives
The departed press their ears to the earth for your melodies
They only dream for there are no melodies left.
Come, make me the beat beneath your silence
Let me be the rhyme that wakes your soul from its dying
Do not haunt the world with your absence
Do not let them keep you caged in the reliquary of their imagination.
Jethro Kisakye Mark.
Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 11:50 AM UTC
This earth feels barren without you,
And I have learned to sleep beside my shadow
On the night you left for heaven
You told me, "My heart has gone numb."
Since then, my heart is an empty room
Where memories fly without end
All my thoughts fall into that silence
While my mind swims oceans of agony.
I live aimlessly like plankton
For what is life without my lover?
I ache from loss, I grieve so daringly,
Waiting for death, I will see my lover.
Jethro Kisakye Mark.
Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 12:23 PM UTC
This earth feels barren without you,
And I have learned to sleep beside my shadow
On the night you left for heaven
You told me, "My heart has gone numb."
Since then, my heart is an empty room
Where memories fly without end
All my thoughts fall into that silence
While my mind swims oceans of agony.
I live aimlessly like plankton
For what is life without my lover?
I ache from loss, I grieve so daringly,
Waiting for death, I will see my lover.
Jethro Kisakye Mark.
Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 12:22 PM UTC