Resonance of Separation
Dying on the inside,
withered tears falling on fallow hope
Bittersweet memories
rooted in moist pain of barren joy
Too many loving words left unsaid,
drowning silence
suffocates every wet pillow thought
Echoes of emptiness
from a weak heartbeat half-dead
Lonely fetal prone vibration
is the womb resonance of separation
Premature parting
births an untimely mute scream
Not enough loving words heard,
forgiveness buried
under a flatline document signed
Waning pulse vibration
accompanies the sunset stroke
of stillborn liberation
Ill-fated past sorrow
is the weeping willow delivery repose
of a dead tomorrow
Bereaved eyes misty blind
search for the halo light of balm divination
Revived resonant prism of being,
trying to find a new life meaning,
now emerging from the womb of separation
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