This phase is over

Now I’ll be gone

To rest in oblivion

Till another dawn

Like a dying ant

My wings I’ve spread

Shared with you my soul

In these poems you’ve read

My heart’s a desert

To share I have no more

With shelves that are empty

In this looted store

Now don’t be saddened

By the tears I cried

They fell on blotting paper

And long since have dried

Remember my humour

A few attempts at rhyme

'Cause through these lines

I’ve tried to make you mine