I feel not like meeting you - I

Dense darkness daring at me, Life flame flickering in me, Loneliness staring at me, I feel not like meeting you. With sun having set in me, With midnight-like fret in me, Dark of morrow’s date in me, I feel not like meeting you. With a dull image in me, With raging old age in me, And wailing visage in me, I feel not like meeting you. As gasping is breath in me, As dying is faith in me, With a daring death in me, I feel not like meeting you. With a tail-less tale in me, Pain going no pale in me, With billowing gale in me, I feel not like meeting you. With a limping love in me, With no proof to prove with me, And no move to move in me, I feel not like meeting you. With fault lines gone wide in me, No big time to bide in me, No more clues to guide in me, I feel not like meeting you. ____________________________ Continued in Part II Quatrains (rhyme and refrain) |04.03.2024| love