Loneliness

I look over my shoulder,
N don't find you there ....
The lonely bench misses you in despair ..
I still remember how you hated the wind blowing my hair ,
It still does and I still don't care !!
The lanterns rising up to no where ,
Against the crimson twilight, shining bare !!!
The whiff of wet sand n the sound of ocean's rage ,
Still sets the nature's orchestra ablaze on the stage ....
The wild wind , the luminous lanterns , the
ostentatious Ocean and all ,
Have lost their charm as far as I recall ....
They too whine of emptiness,
N my feeble assurance is no good , I must confess
- Afaaf