by Rana
I look intensely, not just apprehend
In adverse beleaguered but courteous
Above all that, I’m only drifting.
In this, tangible wandering relished
Lost shades into my tired emotions
The black night gives me never boring
Not murmuring, yet rarely loving.
Praise with heavy rain restrained.
In all these years never looked for a plea
Pushed away in despair yet alone possibly.
rarely imagined you could be above tempting.
Only my screams in shadows supplanted.
For what my heart carries, can you see?
Cryptic and forlorn, weary even ardent
The only mournful tune, gravely aching
Desperate Afflictions in cold dust withheld.
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