Shades of Despair

Engulfed in the linen sheets of misery
Parched heart and doleful thoughts
My heart survives million shades of despair.
Layers of melancholy embedded in my chest
like the roots of trunk in soil.
The lone grief spirals in my nightmares,
as lone as a windowsill.

I yearn for the luminosity in my Kohl eyes
A wind, long gone and long-lost.
The mornings sing tunes of lemon infused melody,
songs of starlings and hymns of God.
While the nights are dreadful.
The tossing and twitching,
The process of integrating nerves and disintegrating false hopes.
The awful roars brims up my sparse brain to and fro.

-SHREYA

By Shreya Sharma

I read poems. Sometimes I write poems. And when I am doing nothing, I am sipping coffee.

21 comments

  1. The tossing and twitching,
    The process of integrating nerves and disintegrating false hopes.
    The awful roars brims up my sparse brain to and fro.

    WOW. This is such an evocative, powerful ending, Shreya! I love this.

    ❀
    David

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