All the odes are gone
Like a dying star that has burned  up all its passion,
lighting a world that didn't appreciate its existence
Maybe because they just always were ......
All the odes are gone
Once an isle enveloped in affection
Slowly with each ebbing of the tide
The sea has reclaimed the creative soul,
back into the depths of her indifference
setting the island free....
All the odes are gone
What used to rain forth words,
Like a waterfall in Eden
From the tongue of my beating heart
Now just quenched with the bitter taste of indecision
Now reigns empty
Perhaps now , she may notice
All the odes are gone