At the distant verge of the horizon
slowly submerging is the weary Sun
with reddened face
bidding grudging adieus
to his day long drudging
brooding over mandatory next come!
I stood there staring at Him
I wanted to say "Don't depart! "
In an automatic reflex
I lifted my right hand aloft!
Nay! He didn't stop! I wept!
As feared reemerging are my
horror-ogres, with creepy insurgence!
A dirge from distant mountain range
barged inside my fragile core
with harrowing clangour.
Oozing out acid-reminiscenses
from burrows of my bruised past
started corroding once more
my already well-abraded heart.
The dark thickets of moonless night
are thickening my tiresome thoughts.
I wriggle on my bed like a sloughing serpent
in an insomniac discomfort getting ready
for deadly duels with my night spirits!
My only hope,a quick crack of dawn
to restart my histrionics and harlequinade
amongst my people; and dazzle one more day
making fun and pleasing everyone
with my feigned charm and exuberance
dreading inside the night at imminence.
a powerful poem filled by sad images which very well expressed.
You express yourself with great certainty. Very powerful and insightful read. Emotion filled words that flow with wonderful word usage and imagery.
Your play of sounds and words - impression of darkness and fear makes this a thought provoking read - Thank you..
At the distant verge of the horizon slowly submerging is the weary Sun with reddened face bidding grudging adieus to his day long drudging brooding over mandatory next come! ....brilliant beginning. A beautiful poem is so nicely executed. Thanks for sharing.
a fantastic write Sathya, enjoyed reading your poem thank you Alan
Wonderful Poem. Well done I like your great imagination. Thanks
I lifted my right hand aloft! Nay, he didn't stop! I wept! As fear reemerging... Well done, nice work!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a powerful poem filled by sad images which very well expressed.