Enter The Void Poem by Joshua Bantum

There lied a seed in the soils of my hand
And as it began to blossom after the years that I waited
I closed my palm in fear
By the success it may have procreated

I smothered our love to ash
Watched the embers turn to actions hashed
Curled my hand back to me
Catching the rain of regret
Tears shed in hopes that they’d console thee.

Where could have laid the sheer pleasure of ecstasy grown
Lie instead the solace of a rose bush alone
To immerse in the shadows depth
And hear the screams of a silenced moan
Because the true exposure from a crazed lovers pain
Is that of his empty tone.