Come find out what we are left with in “Antinome”.

A. P. Christopher

We’re left with naught but long goodbyes
And tears that say, “I swear, I tried.”
To keep our words, we broke our lies
And fears have come to answer

We’re left as naught but moments passed
As wind and rain that briefly crashed
To keep our now, we broke our past
And what shall come hereafter?

We’re left with less than what we wished
With solemn waves and hopes dismissed
To keep our vows, we broke our tryst
And questions stayed unanswered

We’re left as less than what we were
As candles spent with wicks submerged
To keep our way, we lost our words
And silence looms thereafter

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