The Hollow of Farewell

Watching the empty streets As a heavy rain wash the dirty town. Deep darkness drape the drives That lead to dead ends. Drafts of wind dash hanging pots, Ruin is the reign of the time. She barely breathed a farewell. No whisper weaving a soft adieu Not even a hug or a parting kiss. My heart echoes a hollow hum. It beats like the harsh wind outside. Life is so hollow, so non-descript. And sleep has fled. I’ll find no rest. Sorrow does not sleep. Shadows fill my room. No moonlight penetrates the heavy drizzling clouds. Suddenly I leave my forlorn house And wander right into the rain. Wet and cold, I feel cleansed and I return, the past washed away. That night I slept deeply.