Shouting across the void, I’ve begged for you;
I’ve heard my straining voice fall lost to the
Abyss between us two; Ignoring my plea,
The echo returned not, no answer due.
Peering into the gulf—oh! what a view—
Reflection there was none, no none to see;
Heeding thus firstly your true nihility,
The echo unreturning, I turned from you.
The echo returns not and neither I.
Forging my faith on solid ground, on earth,
I abandon your illusory hope—
And doing so I leave a dry well dry.
Away with all your falsly minted mirth,
With the true love of my life I elope.
Categories:
unreturning, freedom, growth, hope, love,
Form: Italian Sonnet
The moon is out
Wolves are howling cloud-peaking
When I am far away from gone
Dead to return upon thee world
There watched I for the dead
Walking upon peering grave no ghost woken
Gloaming darkness among the gusty wind blowing through me
Feeling flesh still burning ashes falling within the light
Lost in darkness, I fear of shadows my sorrow; I could not awaken
The unreturning endureth for ever
Darkness and Rootless hear me moan awaken in chains it wore
Breathe in the ghostly air watch upon the graves from hell
Lingering across the land the unreturning
Will not returning
Many tears within the sleepless hours
Moaning but never heard
The unreturning with no return
Categories:
unreturning, halloween,
Form: I do not know?
It returns to haunt,
the dilemma, of disowning
the old version of truth;
when I was searching the parallelism
for the sake of otherness.
The unreturning melancholia,
brings the surreal intruder,
I did not want to entertain.
The insane activity of heart
wants a sin uncommitted.
The flirt eyes like a tulip
between your fingers,
unrolling the tender petals.
Night throws the salt on the moon.
There were no tears.
Satish Verma
Categories:
unreturning, art,
Form: ABC