[POEM] Desonance

[Careless Whisper]

Blazing stars over ahead,

Dancing flames down below,

Sweeping winds pull, instead

my mind cannot bestow.

 

Single thoughts cast aside,

Important images describe

of baron wastelands inside

this empty canvas of a guide.

 

Blankly staring into cold

eyes consisting of useless tides

of empty thoughts of youth and old

and of memories left to hide.

 

Dark devotions did and done

of melodies without a beat,

but none is lost, changed, nor gone

while this deed should be complete.