Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Drowning

Pondering the ponderous
Depths below, so ageless
They'd swallow up the nisus
The draining numbness
Standing pathless
Over the road of no vagueness
Take me to the timeless
Void lightless

All that separates I
From the downward fly
To the rolling waves
That would save
Much anguish
Is this concrete grayish

Lightning waltzes
Across the darkening
Backdrop, that douses
The orbs seeing

Covering all in sight
A fine mist
So translucent and light
Heralds abyss

Capricious winds sweep
And sashay
Raindrops from their steep
Paths, stray

Watery dancers twirling
Currents of liquid swirling
Resentments curdling
All of it asserting
That this miasma
Sickly real aura
Must end
One which I should send

Rolling clouds and thunder
Rip the sky asunder
It sounds such an omen
For such a glow, then
To shield my visage
From stinging umbrage
My gaze sank
And once again drank

The sight of the roiling
Depths boiling

Happened a tilt
And for all brevity
My self spilt
In the hold of gravity

Descending with the rain
Loosing internal monsoon
Knowing that the pain
Would away soon



[Adapted from something I put up on FB recently. I know it's bad, I cobbled it together too quickly, it's pretty haphazard, huh]

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