Inspirations Poem by Robert Kallend

The inspiration now lacking in mind,
The torture that I now hold, crushing and painful.
How I wish to hear words of joy, no longer escaping
Behind impassive, silent mouth.

Anger growing to that of peaking point,
The silence long, never changing. Leaving me with this understanding,
That no more will bright eyes be mine.
Frosty and blank against pulsing sky,
As if I no longer exist within your world.

This empty feeling fallen now between us,
Forever? Or until the time that I may beg for my forgiveness.
Still I wait, knowing that what I hope for is in vain.
One word of acknowledgement would be treasured.
And until then your silence that you keep,
Leaves me down and proves that We no longer remain as one!