Whispering Emptiness

Whispering emptiness is surveying my sunken headCurrently there is nothing to make it better - nothing that can be saidYou are not around and there aren’t so many books left to be readCurrently I miss you - there is nothing to be done instead Grief will stay ‘till your return – this inordinately large and scary threatStill there is nothing to make it better – still nothing that can be saidEven breakfast becomes misery when you’re not eating from my breadStill I miss You – still there is nothing to be done instead All but drowning in an ocean of dark loss – hard to stay aheadIn conclusion there is nothing to make it better – in conclusion nothing that can be said‘Cause you’re absent – veraciously missed next to myself in our bedIn conclusion I miss You – in conclusion there is nothing to be done instead Books, Lyrics and Poetry – a lot of them I’ve readNevertheless words fail me to describe your beauty – to find a threadYou’re perfect for me – no doubts whatsoever you have made them fledTherefore I long for the day to come – the day we’re gonna wed  So please come back home – home is what you deserve and where you belongActually you are already away for more than days - too long, far too long  With every second that passes away it gets harder - harder for me to stay strongAll told without you everything is topsy-turvy – without you everything senses wrong Down the street, across places, over bridges and down the river – I’ve walked alongI’ve gone through enormous trouble – my last-ditch attempt to stay strongYet there is nothing I can do in this deep silence – nothing but writing this songEvery single line belongs to only one – the one is you, the one where and who I belong  Down to the present second I’ve never asked for anything – For nothing but you to return
Home…I’m neither reasoning nor narrating about a city – Home is not a city like or perhaps as isRome…In addition I’m not talking about a flat or a house either – Home is not made out of things as Loam…Furthermore you just cannot find home easily – home you can’t look up, not even in the bestTome…You are home for and to me - home is nowhere but together – home is wherever we will
Roam…