Emptiness

Torments the hour of the sleepy night,

why this anxiety that tossed me left and right

My eyes wide open and heart screams,

Waking up into reality from those fairy dreams

A glance on the bedside to my left,

makes someone’s absence deeply felt

Weary of turning the lonely day good,

Rest in a lap I wondered if I could

I want to cry whenever occur such times,

In the arms of the one who recites sweet rhymes

The loquacious stories may flow endless,

Awaited is the one whom I can confess

Head is throbbing with a severe pain

For exception not there to the indifference all feign

No meaning to life of a holy mess

Until he comes and ends the sheer ‘emptiness’.