Unrequited

Unrequited, like the parched waiting earth,
Looking up at the lone cloud in the sky,
Flying by, driven by the wind, caring not,
For the streams of tears that now run dry.

Unrequited, sands left back by the tide,
Watching waves recede with a careless bye,
Washing away their unborn dreams,
Leaving silent pools where their castles used to lie.

Unrequited, dewdrops before the sun,
Sparkling in its rays, mourning with a sigh,
The night that wouldn't embrace them as its own,
Yearning the faithless night just gone by.

Unrequited then these feelings of mine,
That blossomed wild where no one else would try,
Unrequited then, my love, like a fire
Snuffed out before its time, my love will die.