I Play a Requiem

I play a requiem The notes follow The path of my tears Down my stricken face A requiem For what I carry in my heart Passion that has died Leaving no hope for revival Now to be enshrouded In layer upon layer Of misplaced trust Deceitful dreams And infertile words I mourn, I weep I rend my clothes And keep A vigil in this empty chamber Of my heart Guarding the dead Beating my chest In time with the requiem That plays incessantly in my head As I walk along the bier Refusing burial rights Hoping for a miracle of light The requiem plays on And I sit in a stupor Exhausted...spent Tears soaking my gown of mourning Unable to make sense of it all What will I do now? How will I go on? Without the beat of my heart Without my little words Without my passion I play a requiem embellishing each measure with note memories and tears A requiem for the dead The impetus for me To live on.... Eileen Manassian Ghali