No Passing
No Time
Only Now…
A life to painfully pine
No cherished sound
Nary a precious peep
No Human touch
Only deeply troubled sleep
The weight of antiquity
Crush of stone
Wrapped and tightly bound
I, forever alone
Profane death
Ancient desiccation
I eternally atone
A heinous transgression
Within Ba enslaved
My Ka everlastingly to pay
Darkness, imprisonment
This tomb within which I lay
Dreams of lands
Dreams of much
Freedom, exotic scents
A silken, tender touch
Flesh against flesh
Heart against heart
My love for another
Us One, torn apart
Dreams of wind
Sounds it makes
Through breezy palms
Its balmy path takes
Forever to dream
Forever to yearn
Forever to remember
This anguish I’ve earned
There is only now!
My life to pine!
Oh, agonized passing!
Eternally, endless Time….
“Agonized passing” — so much right with that phrase.
“Crush of stone …. I eternally atone”
Oh yes…. yummy!
Thanks, Karen! Hope I can create the remaining two of the Mummy Triliogy to your tastes! So much pressure [of sand and stone…]! :-]