The sonorous spring has receded and
The effulgent tapestry faded out.
Can’t you just hearken to the vibes
Emanating from the darkened chasms
Of my heart, through the wailing wind?
Through the shores of opalescent moonlight
Where the golden swans of ambrosial
Dreams flutter and descend in cluster,
Your image is unfurling like sweet blossoms.
I miss you…I miss you entirely.
Why can’t you come back to my side
For a moment, just to perceive for a while
The throbbing spasms of a crumbling life?
Your beaming smiles will shower golden rays
Over all the gloomy chambers of
My spirit, obscured by bemoaning desolation.
Can’t you seek me out and reach me now
To relieve the dolorous despair in me,
And revive me from this enfeebled existence?