The End without You.
Light in eastern horizons.
Moon spikes the shadows redundant.
I see your face this night.
You have come to find solace.
We stare into the starry sky ...
Then try to redefine.
The reasons for living, for believing.
In that which we once shared.
A past of reciprocity.
The game of give and take.
Remembering how to forsake.
Knowing now it’s much too late.
A lover’s moon turns red.
This is the end of the end.
Volcanoes voice their discontent.
As waves join hands to capsize.
The bitterness expressed worldwide.
Love is eclipsed, arrested by fear.
A whisper is then the only sound.
To reveal the last days of mankind.
The trumpets ring out as events unfold.
Nothing is going to be the same.
Distant thunder rolls into centre stage.
All hail the coming age.
I will cry....
Love was mine to crucify.
Upon this day I realise the enormity.
Of what is lost forever.
A romance slashed and burnt.
Our grip now slipping.
Farewell from all that ever was
No carefree thoughts flying high.
Just hands that wave a brittle goodbye.
.... storms settle all around.
A new world at peace with itself.
At odds with all I can do.
A world without you.