With a feel of emptiness
staring at the moonlight
he sat on the patio
recollecting the events
that has passed
a thought of irk
an act of provocation
stood out prominently.
They have remained there
refusing to clear
still very much raw
lying fresh and free
causing a strangulation
creating a furore
and a ripple allowing
no salvation entire.
Meenas Poems 
One reply on “An Emptiness”
Belaboring the ills of the day…does not let the mind clear and accept the offer of a new day.