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Withered Whisper

In the sky suffused with joy of my fervent freedom,
I let the beguiled soul’s enticed songbird fly high,
glide in the spring-sent sensuous rippling breeze,
bringing your rose-imbued fleeting scent to me.

Drifting in your splendor I sing the song of longing, 
until the splitting thunder storm of strife surges in
from your misty horizon, receding to obscurity,
wrenching desertion crushes the wings of love.

The crippled bird folds the crumpled wings,
sorely wrinkled like the wilted summer flower. 
My quelled mind endures the twinge of loneliness
in the wrecked nest built of brittle twigs of emotion.

Seeing the end of my futile flight you'll remember,
I’m the broken bird lost in the depth of blue oblivion,
regrets trying to fly in the shifting sky of your illusion,
the hurt of the broken wings turns to withered whisper.

Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2023

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Linda Alice Fowler Date: 10/30/2023 3:55:00 PM A certain beauty, and then, sadness in this imagery-ridden poem dear Subminal. Nicely done! Congratulations! :) Login to Reply Subimal Sinha-Roy Date: 10/31/2023 9:59:00 PM Thank you, Linda for your nice comment.

Emile Pinet Date: 10/30/2023 12:26:00 PM Congratulations Subimal! Your amazing, poem "Withered Whisper", has earned you a distinguished place in my poetry contest. I was very strict, but your poem rose to the winner's circle. Very well done my friend, Emile. Login to Reply Subimal Sinha-Roy Date: 10/31/2023 9:59:00 PM Thank you, Emile for the placement.