The Void!

An old empty chair,
walls whispered,'not fair';
cascading emotions, can't avoid
leaving behind a void.
The shrieking voice,
we miss, but no choice.
Like the rising whirlwinds
emanating thoughts in minds.

When the days were darker,
life couldn't get harder,
amidst the fog and the mist,
we're glad you did exist.
You were a guiding light,
who said, it's all right.
Betwixt every fight,
you held it tight.
You tried your best everytime
Protecting us anytime.
Sometimes the angry father,
at times the godfather.
Countless roles you've played,
like a rock and never swayed.
More tiff's we've had,
some clashes gone bad.
Those days we never cared;
But we weren't prepared,
and couldn't believe
that you would leave.
It ain't the same again,
We had you then,
all our concerns, we've shared,
Now all alone and scared.
We never bothered your presence,
But the unintended silence
of your absence,
couldn't keep the balance.
Even when worries piled
the way you smiled,
but not too often,
and all the headaches soften.
How you made us gather,
to put everyone together?
Despite the age,
how well you did manage!
We miss you sitting there,
on the chair with that stare.
with an air of despair,
there drops a tear.