Sighs Of Time

Sadness, undeterred, unsung
Let loose like wings of a dead butterfly
Floating on the laughter and gibberish of today
Mingling with the dust, of life never-shining

Pain, unrequited, undesired
Masticating at the very heart of the outside world
Set adrift on all thoughts and languishing hopes
That fired the torches of another black morning

And in my palms a heart I break
Of flickering candles in the mind of a wanderer
Who toiled the seas for the salt of the earth
Then falling on statues mute, deaf and blind

But in my heart a friend dead departed
A dream from days of yore I’ve carried
A yore that eschews the pleasant future
The same one that I’ve since given up on…

Yet I know it inside that this won’t be the last
The gleams so bright are now evanescing
Fleeing as the sun sets gladly on this fate
Leaving me wet and tired of my tears

Yes, this life it seems, be golden no more
A funeral bereft of stone and mourners
A burial of smiles for none in particular
An elegy without the singer and the dead

So the flowers may wither for one last time
As the world now spins to another new year
Longing in pain for sweetness of long since
The smiles of destiny on winds of all heavens

Then came silence…

SAIF NIZMA
MUAR
2004