Apr 2021
Nothing is louder than silence
No sound is more pure than
The soundless meditation of souls
And the beating of innocent hearts
Yet, I look for beauty
In an hourglass figure
Behind the reflection of a mirror
The condensed dew of a morning sapling
I know I will never find someone
To complete me in the ways you do
Hell and heaven oppose each other
While silence and emptiness are the closest of friends
No sound is more pure than
The soundless meditation of souls
And the beating of innocent hearts
Yet, I look for beauty
In an hourglass figure
Behind the reflection of a mirror
The condensed dew of a morning sapling
I know I will never find someone
To complete me in the ways you do
Hell and heaven oppose each other
While silence and emptiness are the closest of friends
This is a poem to mark over 4 years of being single. And I no longer can honor my silence. I hate being alone. So, I will reserve myself to my loneliness.
