In the everything of nothing.

In the twilight of your shadow

I seek the love you spilt

bleeding on the pavement wasted.

Was your love discarded

unworthy of being wanted?

I'm standing in the sun

I see your shadow passing

as you dance through the haze

in a daydream placed in mind,

I see puppets of you rising.

On the edge of my thoughts

I see a burning star

across your horizon,

and a line you drew

in the sand but...

I no longer see your face -

you're so far away.

Will the sun hold your soul

in her hands warm

before all fades

as your tears hang on the fence?

I wonder...

                 which way they will fall.

Reviews

[Riddhi]

I loved your title in the everything of nothing..That's what grabbed my attention and i read this poem..I loved the way you expressed your emotions..Some of the lines were so beautiful..I loved the way you portrayed your thoughts in this amazing poem..Great work...

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Riddhi

[Sami Khalil]

A delicate write with delicate expectations of the beloved. Which side of the fence, which drink to spill and which sand to draw those lines???
Well, she might get inspired by Donald Trump and build a wall instead of a fence. In this case, you are out for good.
I love it...

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Sir Sami:)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome sir Andrew...