Emptiness

A room of drawers, cupboards and cases
No requiem to mourn
The loss shivering within the empty spaces
A single sheath of dust quivers
By incessant echoes of barren places
Calling clear and yet I dare not open
For fear founded on the basis
Of losing the fragmented wisps-
A fading past that fills the air with faces
Booming by laughter
But now broken and chases
The sound to an empty room
Filled with drawers, cupboards and cases