i killed hopes,desires.
i have no dreams now.
in the predawn stillness i lift my eyes,
and face the grim blur of ever distant lights,
receding,turning into shapeless dull orbs,
giving way to gray,forbidding morning.this earth,the sky,these stars,the sun and moon,
they no longer are my friends,
now i can not speak to them of you,
and so,these rusty mornings leave me chilled.

dreams no longer float in my eyes,
those empty spaces where now only a vague sadness resides,
as if i have forgotten what i am missing,
and tears seem to have deserted me.
i now only see visions of parched eyes bereft of mirages even,
only deserts.

these crumpled flowers,dry,yellow leaves,
and the sobbing butterflies struggling to flutter their wings,
they are remnants of a lost dream,
remnants of you,wandering somewhere in the far beyond,
unseen to my vision,traversing equally barren lands,
my equal partner,banished from an eden dreamed of.

hope never raised its head,i think now,
except to decieve,cruel torture amusing to the gods,
and i remember now vaguely,the desires that once beat like a heart in my breast,
warming it,circulating like blood through my veins,
where a thin chill now resides,i realise i was duped,
a beggar given a sackful of leprechaun gold…

but how long will i stand these,
without you,while the world is still the same,
how long will i survive these gay barbs of a world not grieving with me,
this sunshine,the green grass,animate children,
how long will i stand this exquisite pain,
while knowing that somewhere beyond,in a parallel space,
and in a time that i can not touch,nor alter,
you also burn,your dreams also evaporated like steam,sizzling the skin of the heart?

and so we will together banish these,
destine to an unterminating exile,
those dreams,desires,hopes of eden,
treacherous,traitorous,unredeemable coupons of a doomed lottery,
let us shun these painful reminders,
those lofty promises made in unreal starlit nights,
those delusions we fed with our souls,
let them be defiled by reality,
let me no longer think of you or you of me,

for the moon is scarred now,
and the sun frozen for eternity,
those clouds,they also have gone dry,
and the stars…they will twinkle merrily ever,
laughing unendingly in their mad cackles,
mocking the starry eyed romance of us young fools,
yes,for you are tired,and i frustrated,
let us harbour no more dreams,
for we shall never promise each other the world in those unreal moonlight nights,
for innocence has,for ever,been tainted by reality.

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