Wednesday, August 17, 2011


The sonorous spring has receded and

The effulgent tapestry faded out.

Can’t you just hearken to the vibes

Emanating from the darkened chasms

Of my heart, through the wailing wind?

Through the shores of opalescent moonlight

Where the golden swans of ambrosial

Dreams flutter and descend in cluster,

Your image is unfurling like sweet blossoms.

I miss you...I miss you entirely.

Why can't you come back to my side

For a moment, just to perceive for a while

The throbbing spasms of a crumbling life?

Your beaming smiles will shower golden rays

Over all the gloomy chambers of

My spirit, obscured by bemoaning desolation.

Can't you seek me out and reach me now

To relieve the dolorous despair in me,

And revive me from this enfeebled existence?

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