Brownish hue of
Suffering settles
On top like fumes
From chimney
Silently embraces
Heart, moist
Vapors tickling
From eyes, a
Loyal companion
Of poets of my
Kinds, between
Pen and paper
Lies a gentle heartache
A tingling pain
Mysterious melancholia
Sitting with me on
The dusty couch
Sipping wine from the same
cup, air filled
With soft notes of melody
Sung by suffering.
Tanya Shukla
Wonderfully profound. Very well penned.
Thanks alot, I truly appreciate it.
Suffering one of the wonderful poem depicting the inner turmoil of the writer through writing.
Very beautiful indeed.
Thanks a lot, I truly appreciate it.
Simply beautiful. You write so well
Thanks, I am flattered by your words. I always thought that I can’t write well.
You write beautiful. Let no one tell you otherwise. 😊🌸