Spirit Dejected

A grief filled heart, void and dreary
I gaze at orange balmy sky
As earth turns the mind grows weary
I look at life with a blank eye

Coppery curls of smoke surround
Affable spirits steadily fail
Naked I am to the world around
Any I hope I had, to no avail

I will gaze forever in vain
To dreams with promise held within
This race of life fills me with pain
I see the end but will not win



Poetry by Kiran
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Written on 2007-03-19 at 16:58

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Individuality
ah a sad piece here, such is the way of living though i suppose, at times we do feel dejected and nothing looks so sparkly, but on the flip side of that, our moods change often and later in the day or in the enxt day's folds the spirit could be bouncing :)
2007-03-19


salem
nice done
2007-03-19