Blood of my Hope..

My fingers dipped

in the blood of my own hope

Hope when again the morning light

like the diamond cuts accompanied

with the love dipped Fragrance

Of you smiling

but life they said

came

with rewind buttons none

intricate

when time like a blade

cuts through the veins

and colors ever so slowly

started to fade

Now nothingness remains

like flowers in November

A Withering cascade

a place

where hope gives up

only to forget

Gold fishes of love

Till the hourglass spills

And Emptiness is set

 at large, amid

Sound of silence

Prerogative of mine

Yet before you knew

i am set, to walk

on thin ice

And clear is the writing

on the wall

Of my faith

set in stone

my blood stained hands

have killed my hope