WHEN YOU LEFT..

The world fell silent, not even dark,
All sounds blanked out, with time so dry,
It all seemed like ne'er before, but why?
Did it mean anything or was it a significant mark?
I saw a thousand faces, but none about lark,
I heard a thousand words, but all seemed a lie,
The sounds heard were all of a cry,
Like the thoughts and words that sailed with the bark..
Was that a poor vapid dream? My soul was pained,
My very soul, to have slept while others woke..
Everything black, thunder struck, sorrows like swords rained,
Was it true that my love left, with pain to revolt?
But, just then I realised, it was none a joke,
Without my love, my life and soul all drained..

Love,
Rakshitha.S