Emptiness Poem by Saroj Padhi

You are an emptiness now inside a weak flow
Of tears down my hollow eyes, into a slow wind
That scratches the skin of the sullen tributaries
Who once with excess of waters, flooded the mind;
Summer has spilled sands on shores of sad bodies
With lone longings of a past running complete dry,
When feelings of loss overlap desires deep within
And memories, like noon wind across palm trees, sigh;
It seems I'm in secret love with the silent emptiness
Lurking in half-lit corners of a dear, lonely, lost being
Susurrating monologues with self in a soft drowsiness
Without being able, of love's real greatness, to sing;
What's my fault if times on emotions caused such a drain
Of what else can I sing now in this state if not of dear pain!