"Cacophony" - Written 25/09/08

The most beautiful sound in the world
Is the name of the listener.
In our vanity, it is everything.
We hear it as a whisper
From a thousand miles away,
And let it slip between our temples,
Bouncing and echoing in our brains,
Defining us, shaping out our frames.

The most beautiful sound in the world,
The most beautiful sound I had ever heard,
Was somebody I loved calling me.
That is, 'was', until, one passing day,
I passed a crowd, while on my way,
One million people between I and they,
And yet, I heard a whispering of Your name,
The sweetest word that anyone can say.

Still now I hear it, ringing in my ears,
My own tag lost,
I listen for something more.
Yet, in having your name, yet never having you,
No care for my own name, I am now poor.
In my loneliness,
I define myself by my one paltry pride-
Sad, yet the best I can do, all the same-
My broken heart now skips only One beat,
Each and every time I hear your name.