Expanses of Apathy

In the domain where shadows wait,

'Session the shores of detachment,

Rushes of deadness tenderly murmur,

Lost in a disconnected ensemble.

Underneath the heavy, gray sky,

Harbors reverberation quiet cries,

Where aloofness, similar to tides, doth stream,

In seas profound, where sentiments go.

A boat of trust, its sails spread out,

Explores this isolates world,

However, the compass turns in chaos,

Untied in aloofness' consternation.

Every heartbeat's mood, faintly heard,

In the tremendousness, a murmured word,

Yet, the reverberations blur, a far off psalm,

Lost in oceans where feelings swim.

On shores where sympathy once stood,

Presently, impressions evaporate in the mud,

As detachment, a determined tide,

Dissolves the bluffs on which we await.

Underneath the moon's apathetic look,

An alarm's melody, lost in the cloudiness,

In seas huge, where flows murmur,

Aloofness' waves perpetually near.

However, inside the profundities, a glimmer sparkles,

A torpid flash in the haziest dreams,

For even in aloofness' hug,

There lies the opportunity for affection to effortlessness.

In this way, sail these waters, storm threw,

Through detachment, let hearts confront,

For in the profundities, where sentiments jump,

Trust gets by, and cherish may flourish.