Reflections

Gusts of solitude wipe away traces of sleep

Tempestuous thoughts bid this wretched heart weep

Shears of helplessness have rendered my peace to shreds

Amidst deafening silence, resurge concealed wounds and buried dreads.

Words unspoken weigh down heavily on my soul

Engulfed by isolation, I slide down a deep, dark hole.

Laughter has long since deserted, no more do tears roll down my cheek

Shadows besiege every glimmer of hope - Providence has despaired; future is bleak.

Questions abound everywhere; their answers, alas! are scarce

A heart that once carried shining dreams, now bears but painful scars.

Dreams of a sparkling tomorrow crumble under the burden of today

Visions of a vibrant future now dwindle into a dull, listless grey.

Oh! if the skies were to be mirrors, if the Moon could watch herself wane

Would not the scorching Sun be drenched, by her tears of agony and pain?

Painful indeed is the sight of one withering away before one's own eyes

The empty silence within is deafening - it shatters the loudest of cries.

No shoulder to lean on, not a soul to talk to, no word of empathy or hope echoes;

Only my solitary reflections linger - both my loyal companions and worst foes.

Once the sky's brightest shining star, have I been charred to a crisp by my own light?

Peals of laughter have been ousted by muted wails of anguish in the dead of the night.

In the din of apprehensions and gloom, die down gentle reassuring whispers.

"Little pleasures" slip away like grains of sand - my palms are left with just blisters.

Desolation clutches my throat, words do no justice to my pain

I am no longer who I was; perhaps, I can never be her once again.

And yet, I am not entirely changed, although I've faced many a hard blow

Bygone may be that spark; but the lamp of goodness in me still doth glow.

Brighter stars may shine, my light may no longer be the same

"But her lamp shone as long as she lived" - thus shall the world remember my name.

"Her lamp shone as long as she lived" - thus shall the world remember my name.


The Tranquill Poet 🤍