Melancholy
MELANCHOLIA
Had he left putting me
in reverie of melancholia?
Rather I left him
and since then peace had left me forever
while I am whirling in rue of turbulent tornedo.
Wearing charcoal mask appearing dusty dusk.
Pricking pain of buried passion piercing my mind.
In morose fading twilight
birds are chirruping in glissando.
I am sinking in fathomless abyss in grief of ocean,
Where pearl of dolor is taking shape
from tears of amour
oozing from chasm of broken heart
cascading opulent on inflow of ambedo.
I am drowning down on cosmic illusion
in this lugubrious night.
I am floating to descry:
My love once lively lovely like Full Moon
now lamenting in lean crescendo.
02/17/19
Third Place
'A Tritina For Messina' Contest by charles messin
' Completely Your Choice (19)' Contest by Brian Strand
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2019
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