I'm a Depressed Bard!A Poem by Shalini DineshFar 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 DineshAuthor's Note
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16 Reviews Added on January 8, 2012 Last Updated on January 8, 2012 AuthorShalini DineshFlower Mound, TXAboutI'm Shalini Dinesh, someone who finds joy in expressing thoughts and emotions through poetry. I have a deep love for colors, nature, and the calming sound of waves, all of which inspire my writing. My.. more..Writing
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