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Nicholas David Klacsanzky : Poet and Pundit

Ever-Remaining Void


Ever-Remaining Void


Lost prophet of my mind

Where have you gone?

Have you flowed

Back into the abyss?

Have you slept yourself away?


Oh seer of my heart

You walk the desert dells

Searching without cease

For the last dew


Mystic minstrel of my soul

Have you lost your path?

Your toll no longer resonates

Its sacred song

Your universal melody no longer

Braces my dark chambers


Where are the deep valleys

That harbored my innocence?

The sweeping meadows that sprouted

With profound realizations?


I am lost without –

And within