Author's Note...or in this case Poet's Note- Hi there! Great to know that you are reading this right now. It's been quite a while since I wrote poetry, so my literary skills are a bit in the bin. But I felt compelled to write this piece as I am extremely fond of the story that it creates. Hope you agree with me.

He walked down a silent road,

Broken and deranged, heading towards doom

It was autumn, when leaves coloured golden,

Lay on such paths, numerous and untrodden

She sat alone in a sparse room

With a tired heart and muted gloom

She spoke to beings of supreme perfection

But to the world, she had no connection

Through broken hearts and unspoken words

Brittle lives and different worlds

They crossed each other and stopped to realize

That they had passed the love of their lifetimes

They fought for a love that they couldn't save

They fought a battle they couldn't brave

And fell together in an endless abyss

With nothing but unbroken promises

To be together till the very end

Of the time they had been lent

They still are together

In the land of the unspoken

Holding each other through their misery

In their Inhuman Paradise

Where they will be till eternity

A heart is too angry a creature to appease

It yearns love in places where it won't find any

This tempestuous nature of man sees no end

In a continuous cycle, its hope will break and mend

Till it silences its impertinent voice

And gives into peace, which is softer noise