Poet's Burnout.

“Poet’s Burnout.”

Lost in the ruins,
Of a broken, tired memory.
Poet finds herself stuck.
Fading into forgotten time,
Casts barely a shadow,
Haunting what once was.

Before them a rare sight. Shocked,
Poet poised, rendered wordless.
The Stranger spies her,
Buried memories swell.
His stare bores her soul,
Her heart’s flame ignites.

Gazing skyward,
She whispers her prayer.
Above, heaven’s floor of stars,
Blinking their silent reply.
A mute exchange she treasures.
Conversation she sorely misses.

Dreamless, alone.
No sleep this night to have.
Passion that once blazed bright,
Spreading its fire deep within:
Now burnt out, long turned cold,
Sunset that one last time.