Blackish, brownish, and greyish clouds on zenith call,
The white lambs like the ones below, unheeding, crawl;
The immaculate white egrets in elation,
Mock the grey herons, in calm Zen meditation;
Kow-kow of cuckoos and the coo-ee of koels,
Sound and resound in the idyllic nature strolls...!
A sense of sadness, yet, surrounds my whole being,
A bit of depression evokes a forced fleeing;
Memories fly beyond realms of nostalgia,
And soon turn into terrible cephalalgia;
Your flight beyond the skies toward spaces unknown,
Comes to stay in the nimbus of my mind, forlorn...!
Those plants and flowers; butterflies and honeybees,
Those streams and rocks and mossy slippery tall trees;
Those frogs and fish and clams and mussels and wrasses,
Those fine foams collected around like molasses;
All these bring to my mind those golden days bygone,
Come back, if you can, dear, that I may find new dawn...!!!
20 June 2023
Any Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
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