Obaidur Rahman Poet Ballad

The Manic Melancholic

Here in this solitude of silence
The darkened path is chasing the great distance,
When the fortune of luck is foretold by chance
All is left for now is this instance. 

Here comes the curious mist of confusion…
And the static of converse,
Spark-starts the spell of the illusion.

The farewell of white
Thus, commences the darkest of fusion,
So rigid in this material hour
Def to the calls of the revolution.

Lost and restless, down n’ out and breathless
	In comes the raid of the melancholy,
Fashionably symbolic, the battle of the tragic
	Feel the blink of the razor unholy.

(C) Obaidur Rahman. Published in the poet’s debut book of English poetry titled “The Mystic Inferno” in 2012.

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Andrea Dietrich January 18, 2014 at 6:54 PM the title really fits what you are saying in this poem! i enjoyed the read. congrats for your win. Obaidur Rahman January 19, 2014 at 4:33 AM Hi Andrea, thank you very much, greatly appreciate that. Please check out my other poems here. Hope you'll like them as well. Also, could you please let me know which contest I won, can't seem to remember. That'll be a great help. If there is a link to the contest that I won, please let me know of that as well. Greatly appreciate that. Thanks again. :)