Sonnet of a Lonely Cup

Near or far wherever I choose to go No river I come across no cool shade In light or dark I find only grey snow In velvet leaf enters deep a cold blade Whether at home or outside it will come Along with me a painful cup lonely Despite the mob terribly noisesome The dark and dull books still further empty Whether rain or spring it is always there The snow to lay its icy hands on mine Dust in lynched lust in blue and black despair In the vein of twilight a pain saline Under the sun anywhere I seek rest Feast of loneliness exults in its crest ________________________________________ 26/9/2016