Seven words for a Rainbow
And Five for the Universe
But so deserted in his Woe
A poet and his Bankrupt Verse
One too many for his Love
And how they cease to be
In his calm,silent Resolve
Or a sincere Apology
They have long assuaged his Anguish
And sedated his Restless Mind
Now it is sleepless hurt and languish
For they all are left behind
The space between the words
Turns to words between the space
And the Silences unheard
His empty poems face!
