...The Haunting.... Poem by wardha jawdat

i lie here alone
upon the dark abandoned piece
of beach that we once claimed
in love...

i lie here alone
with tears that wont stop or slow
and i wonder
could my tears
drown this ocean

i lie here alone
and the elements respect my pain
the waves mere ripples
lapping gently at my feet;
like old friends consoling, cajoling;
the winds, petting hands
silencing the stirrings of neptune

i lie here alone
yet i lie here with you
even as the vagrant gulls
late to return and roost
trace deep lonely shadows
upon the horizon..i cant return home
for its brimful with memories
walking its hallways
reposing in its rooms
reclining on its seaters
and awaiting me
to haunt
some more.