On the wintry chariots of November
Oh! grey -eyed sadness you arrived yet
again , though the fallen leaves were
premonitions of the fast approaching
hours of our rendezvous.
But the fool in me hoped this cold your
arrivals might be delayed but here I am a meek
little being already in your sturdy embraces my
my grey-eyed sadness.
While your disheveled twinkle-eyed sister
happiness is such a trickster, her feet are never
on grounds and is still busy playing childish
My grey-eyed sadness you so prim-proper
and grim and grey, it is baffling to me
you endure my chattering companies.
Oh! grey-eyed sadness just sit by my side
You only respite to my mistrusting-heart
for the twinkle-eyed happiness is elusive,
besides I’ve grown fond of you , I am
pleased that you arrived even if you are
18 thoughts on “Grey-Eyed Sadness”
You really captured sadness in this poem. Well done.
Thanks my friend, it generally gets very gloomy in winters for me. But I am glad you liked it!
Same here, maybe coz we come from the sun 😊 I’m thinking about travelling to the sun for Christmas.
Same here I am going to Dubai and India for some times to beat the winters here in Ct. it gets gloomy !
You describe pain so well
Well those who experience pain can describe 🙂
I love this so much because of how relatable it is ❤
I am glad my words resonated Sulaiman. Thanks 🙏
An excellent poetic description of the cold desolate month of November.
Thanks 🧛♂️, I am so glad you liked it. Well November would be hard in Canada I suppose! It’s must be cold there!
Yes. After one time we start enjoying the pain. Good one.
Getting used to the pain !
Not the best of the things. But sometimes we compromise.
Thats true, compromises we all have to do!
It’s also the month of my birthday..
So I always did winter activities on my birthday as a kid.
Great, to know! Enjoy your birthday!