When storms like fire
Engulf the soul
Suffocating one’s very last gasping breath
Searing away and stripping
Layer by aching layer
To the core
Of what was once
A compassionate heart
Alive, loving, breathing and feeling
Is now left in tattered ruins
Like a discarded forgotten remnant
Of the once beautifully cherished love
Floating ashes, dispersed into a sea of solitude
To be forever lost into oblivion
On the dunes of arid desert sands
Where nights are cold and lonely
The moon haunts transient shadows
And in the recesses of one’s mind
Starlit nights are just a faded memory!

© Elga ~Indigo
06H00PM 30 March 2009