Echo of Lost Love

Echo of Lost Love In the placid solitude of the night When stars hum their song around the full moon, In the heart echo of lost love ignites, Of love battered by hateful hands too soon, Shattered by shameful concrete walls of hate Perchance penned in red in my book of fate. The echo resonates like hammer blows In the delicate drum of my hard ears, Relays streams of tears from my eyes to flow Like rain water along paths far and near Inflicts on my heart sordid stinging pains Lays on my breast tons of sharp stress and stains. Echo of past moments spent together Spills deep within me like wild woeful waves Spurting up like white foam in the ether, Even should I wish to be bold and brave Mellifluous words exchanged in the past Resonate now like springing from a blast; Echo of shining smiles cherished erewhile, Piercing the silence to reveal my plight Now sounds vexatious vinegar and vile In aftermath of love taking its flight Leaving a soul at the door of distress In a well of scary and shrill sadness Though echoes may resound in mid of night New strength sprouts up in the face of wild storms As with coming dawn, darkness takes its flight And like rivers life flows as per its norm, With shattered heart, a stronger self arise, With every lessons learnt, the soul turns wise.