Contest : 1473
Sponsored by : Brian Strand
Date posted : May 18, 2026
The tapestry of the indigo sky, weaved with lattice of silver cloud, merges with the still sea in the blues. The dislodged boulders of cognitive debris strewn away from the waterfront of desire, the broken dreams epitomized. The anchorless empty boat drifts away from the shore of longing, harboured by desolation, lodged lonesome in the sanctuary of the rocky ledge of fortitude. In the ruins of my splintered heart, I listen to the voice of the anguished soul, the mutilated construct of recluse precinct, encasing the stifling loneliness of poignant prison where the psyche languishes relentless within invincible travail, negating the hope perspective in the clutch of mental affliction. The cauldron of dissonance, remote from the rhythm of life, its void filled with drops of depression in adagio. My dormant desires are demolished, the malleable mind yields to nostalgic purport, melancholy swathes the remnant yearning. Inspired by Melancholy, Edvard Munch.
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