Ruins....

Ashes of momories of events far behind,

Incomplete wishes and emptiness fill up my mind,

Hands of love and care..long forgotten..

Again touch my bleeding heart healing pain.

But life.. to me..is a mirage, a mere illusion,

A false happy thought-

Remains of an ancient reign of love and caring,

Unending Spell of night-without a dwn or morning-

I've forgotten how to pray.

I'm in love with despair and night, refusing all light,

Faithless of the futile future-not far ahead,

I fail to keep thoughts of darkness ut of my head,

I find myself loving her again..and again..

Despite of knowing it was always in vain...