Premiere Contest WinnerLamentations of the Heart

1.

The skies so seemed blue,
The sun was the only entity 
My eyes knew.
The forest was hollow,
Embraced by light,
It welcomed the little heart,
With a charming smile.

There was no worry,
Of the emerging night,
The lamps were never extinguished,
The fire kept burning,
If the dark wanted to stay.

A good life indeed, so ages ago,
I now see the clouds emerge
With a laughter of cruel,
The rain showers as the darkness blooms.

The forests are now thicker,
The light refuses its doors,
It remains shrouded in mystery,
A scary place indeed.

The emerging night now scares me,
The lamp is now mine,
The flint may not induce sparks,
The fire may get extinguished,
I hope, the night leaves early.



2.


I call out with unspoken words,
The longing, the wait with no end,
But has always been met by the echoes of silence.

The wait is painful,
A play of deceit.
A dream calls out,
Leads me through its colourful hallways,
To a door of veil.
The veil is shattered,
Leaving me in a hopeless void.

But the heart never stops to dream,
Oh! Its young and innocent,
It doesn't care the treason,
As long the dream it sees.

A dream of a sea of stars 
And their reflections in the lake 
A silhouette of beauty waits,
By the lake she stands,
The lake smiles at her presence,
The wind plays with her hair,
She smiles, as our eyes meet.

A dream of passion,
One that can make a man sing the song of youth,
And one that can wither the very leaves of life.

I now look helplessly,
Into the horizon of infinity,
Everyday has now become a disappointment
When the dream doesn't ripen into reality.



3.

The Lamentations are true indeed,
They greet me in my silent hours,
I see images of a sweeter reality,
The delight of a witness,
And the sadness of the reality.

Lamentations are not easy to let go,
They are the trees of divine nectar,
Flowers of divine beauty.

A sight the eyes don't want to leave,
The eyes refuse to move
And they become at one with the trees.
But soon, the flood will come,
With a devastating step
And I, deafened by the sweet chirps,
Will perish in the water,
Carried to a land of barren life,
At which I shall stare for eternity.


Date : 23th July, 2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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George Avatar
January 8, 2023 at 9:11 PM
"I now look helplessly, Into the horizon of infinity, Everyday has now become a disappointment When the dream doesn't ripen into reality." Times have changed. Dreams and hopes have given way to painful realities. Heart longs for past bliss, but painfully surrenders to the inevitable. A great poem tinged with melancholy. Congratulations Rana on your trophy win.
Fowler Avatar
January 8, 2023 at 1:14 PM
Lovely words and imagery strung together with soulful thought! :)
Dietrich Avatar
July 30, 2022 at 4:44 PM
Great images, Ranaditya. Which contest was this one entered into? Such a fine trophy win. Congratulations.
Adhikary Avatar
July 30, 2022 at 11:04 PM
Thank you very much.... This was entered into Brian Strand's Premier Contest
Jayasankar Avatar
July 30, 2022 at 3:19 AM
Your descriptive verse, sad yet beautiful, flows so well and apt for the title you have given... Keep inspiring... God bless... ~ Ani
Adhikary Avatar
July 30, 2022 at 4:02 AM
Thank you very much for your comment Mam
Canerdy Avatar
July 26, 2022 at 3:23 PM
Ranaditya, this is a mesmerizing, vividly descriptive masterpiece. It conveys a profound message about beauty, love, and longing. Janice
Adhikary Avatar
July 26, 2022 at 6:38 PM
Thank you very much Mam
Poet Avatar
July 26, 2022 at 9:23 AM
Ranaditya! Your poem's profundity, intensity, and intricacy astonish me. It was a tear-soaked brilliant gem with incredible uniqueness. Congratulations on winning Brian's contest. Blessings for you.
Adhikary Avatar
July 26, 2022 at 9:25 AM
Thank you very much Sir
Ashley Avatar
July 26, 2022 at 8:18 AM
Dear Ranaditya, the sad beauty of your poem is deep and rich and textured. A metaphorical gem that sparkles with vivid artistry in the rain shower of tearful emotions. Congratulations for your excellent trophy win in Brian’s contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
Adhikary Avatar
July 26, 2022 at 8:20 AM
Thank you very much for your beautiful comment Mam!
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