A deep silence is echoing
through endless reaches of the night
where I am standing alone
in the cold colours of nothing
now rendered hollow, I am finally lost
and the veils of loneliness whisper
as the dark art of the shadows
are wrapping themselves around me
reaching deep into my soul
and the helpless trembling of my heart
the things of love and beauty
are now all but memories
the dark bruises of love
my dreams now just ashes
but the embers still burn regardless
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 