Sunday, June 27, 2010

A Poem

Such emptiness, heartache ....
and no one to stretch out a hand in comfort
when storms overtake us.

year after year,
all our best years escape us.

To love, but why should we ?
for a while it's not worth the strain.

And life,
if you look around with cool headed attention,
is empty
and rather a second rate joke!

-- Mikael Lermentov ---