Silent Room Poem by Frank Witte

Amidst my imaginary merry feast
suddenly the room went silent.
The peace turned malevolent,
and song of birds went to pass.
Clarity came in words at last,
rising Sun set again in the East

All power left love's mortal yeast
leaving my heart and kidneys wailing.
As darkness seemed prevailing,
my thoughts stumbled into a mess.
A setting Sun rose again in the West
as what was the most became the least.

Square one
Just begun
Life unspun
Love overrun

Be to
just you
And I knew
Love overdue

Once more
I am floored
face restored
blessing accord

Neither love nor hope have ceased
as pain and misery slowly give birth
to a lightness and growing mirth.
Lips will one day kiss tears of my face,
rejected limbs will again learn to embrace,
for my heart... love has eternally seized.