hollow embrace and a hollow hope

something that my soul did grope

after that it had lost all bliss

reminiscing the fading morning kiss..

and a hand thus stoned as it clinched your touch

and a heart going cold having housed pain much

in the shallow sunlight who can find a sultry shadow

and shelter a bemused heart in a maze of inane credo 

a heart that seeks fire, a heart that never rests

a heart that loathes to die, failing its own death

a shuddering wish lurks in the crater of despair

the flame of love was kindled to light the heart’s lair

it will keep on tearing the veils until it finds you there..