the room is empty now
the tables are turned
the chairs are stacked
while the piano is silent
and the music
is dead and gone
the cats scattered under
the remnants of the litters
the dogs in deep sleep
after the masters
after the celebrants
had left and ran
out of the garden
filled with joy then
filled with laughter
but now silence
abounds
how substance turned
into an empty space
how substance spent
disappeared and left
there are the voices over
playing in our minds
all are just memories
of happiness gone by
substance of yesterday
but just emptiness now
tormenting our souls
letting the tears flow and
hovering above our eyes...
laughs, tsk! see i can see loneliness sometimes esp. if i think of happiness that had left and are just memories in our minds. yes, substance. if it made you happy then, there must be substance in it :)
