Feb 4, 2020

The Empty Well...


I stare all day at the scorching sky
I have shed my last tear
I echo my ache to the passerby
Hoping that he may hear

The nights are dreary dark and dry
Forlorn with shadows grim
I dream of the days long gone by
when water overflowed my brim

Once I was the village star
The maidens thronged my wheel
overheard their tales of love and war
And gossips I can't reveal

Now dried and drained- a life futile
Alone and left to fade
My only guest an odd reptile
that has slithered in for summer shade

Bury me I pray or save me I thirst
I hate this living death
Open I lie with sorrows submersed
A meaningless hole on Earth.

Image from Google