I'm a Depressed Bard!A Poem by Shalini Dinesh (Poet's World)Far across rise the gleams of golden rays, Creeping out of yester nights darkness, I see no light with my soul, yet I see them, Obliged to live, live with what? Beauteous roses hath lost their redolent smell, No more beads of tears, no more words, Not from me, for I’m a depressed bard, Peace and joy go hard or at least for now retard, For I’m a depressed bard..
Scrutinizing the palpable coal black sky, I see no stars; studs of diamonds have faded, Like an alabaster dove raises to the sky, Just one, and all that I can see, Diminished into sky, soul, as I believed it to be, Trails of tears and souvenir of thoughts, Death strolled in to take you away, Looking at my hand where you no more hold, I stand here and groan, freezing in ice cold. © 2012 Shalini Dinesh (Poet's World)Author's Note
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16 Reviews Added on January 8, 2012 Last Updated on January 8, 2012 AuthorShalini Dinesh (Poet's World)Irving, TXAboutTo walk along the shore, leaving behind the footprints for the sea waves to tickle, the cool water washing your legs as you walk by, gentle breeze whiffing your cheek and mildly wavering .. more..WritingRelated WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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