How Do You Feel
The surging storm splitting apart the falling sky,
blows with the harrowing fury in the wan mind wiry,
the flaring wrath burns like blazing badland in a flash,
scorching the desiccated soul to a stack of still ash.
When thunderous storm of sorrow pours dismal rain,
the shattered heart drowns in the dungeon of pain,
the banks of mind break, eroded by dense despair,
the river of affliction in full flood flows in nightmare.
When opaque nights are moonless and dull days hazy,
to steer the life adrift in the mist of maze is not easy.
When garden flowers turn pale and pasture grass brown,
the unshed tears fill up my mind where all hopes drown.
In enthused draft the gloomy cloud drifts out of sight,
as the shining stars glitter bright in the moonlit night,
through the radiant air the satin surfs of stardust flow,
my mind drinks the ambrosia of joy from its astral glow.
I don’t drown dreams in the sea of despair, travel content
on the segments of new road I pave in my time present,
not feeling the mind lose the way, I let it delve inside,
that’s where I discover the abode of ecstasy to reside.
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January 24, 2023
Contest : How Do You Feel
Sponsored by : Mystic Rose Rose
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2023
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