Forlorn Moments
“Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house, can you hear the whispering.”
Quote by _ Constance La France
Weary walls & dilapidating roof,
Hope stands aloof,
Pleasant days are gone,
The ambience is worn.
The hands are unable,
The clime is unstable,
Gloom dwells in the chamber,
Too weighty for a serene slumber.
A sojourn on feeble bridges,
A path rife with ridges,
The soul desires quantum solace,
Freedom from a burdened race.
