"Umbilically" | 3 [ghazal]

I've waited beside this phone a thousand years
and through its silence shed a thousand tears

I nurtured in its shade a thousand hopes
I cradled with its cord a thousand fears

Umbilically it joined me to your ear
in its stadium I heard a thousand cheers

Its circles mark the countdown of our days
it's taciturn throughout the myriad years

Ardeo caressed its dial still hoping to reach you!
"so where have you been with your thousand chanticleers?"