Why so lonely?

Whose whisper was it that I heard –
Familiar, intimate,
When never a word was spoken?


Who is it that plays this haunting music –
That keeps me here forever,
In this lonely house?


Why is the heart getting wet in the rain,
When there is no one now
To scold it, to dry it?


Who was it that sent the tears to the eyes –
If the heart protests and says
It did not do so?


Why is it that words could never feel,
And the eyes would never speak
Of my love for you?



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