The Hole Poem by Harun Zompoglu

The Hole

We are in a chamber me and the confused virgin,
The light is far away so that dimly she can be seen;
She kept on staring at anxious face without fear,
Nothing is palpable in this chamber to declare.

It is silent I did not hear even sound of a thought;
The emptiness exists even seconds are not caught;
Abruptly a hole was perceived two steps behind her,
A scream from me echoed in the mysterious chamber.

No response! Her face had no feelings to reveal,
Only she stepped back on the verge of the hole;
An effort that I made could save her from the fall;
It is in vain only a painful cry was heard in my soul.