Your chair is unoccupied.
I am waiting for you to come.
But you will not.
Why does it happen?
When I touch you, you are not there.
A silent poem writes your name.
Untouchable was your
pain. An eagle hovers in the blue sky
to pick up the child of death.
Aug 20, 2023
Aug 20, 2023 at 9:25 PM UTC
Your chair is unoccupied.
I am waiting for you to come.
But you will not.
Why does it happen?
When I touch you, you are not there.
A silent poem writes your name.
Untouchable was your
pain. An eagle hovers in the blue sky
to pick up the child of death.