An Empty House

An empty house, across the world she stares
At the darkest corners of my share
And into its broken windows I peek
Listen to its hollows when they speak

Lean down for stories on its walls
Scribbling of sandstorms and snow falls
Suddenly in rain it’s confess
That its only friend is loneliness

An empty house across the oceans shows
Every lane that it knows
And every world that it had built
And how the pale garden leaves had wilt

Through days and dark I see it grow old
Holding its treasures in this dark and cold
As I am wishing for this thunder to be gone
It sits in its fences and looks on

Because, An empty house across the galaxies I stare
At the deepest shades in its layers
And in my hallway its silence echoes
As the stare is strengthened and darkness grows

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