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Gloom

The sinister spell is

finally breaking. I sensed

It’s days are numbered.

I offered my ablutions,

burnt an incense and

first in million tiny

moments paused and

gazed at the serene

smoke rising, I saw

the icy ghost of

gloom , staring one

last time.

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17 thoughts on “Gloom”

    1. Thanks a lot dear for your kind words and taking out time to read. Appreciate it 👍

  1. Beautifully crafted poem.

    It’s like it’s composed in the shape of incense that finally vanishes away with a whiff.

    Vanishing like the icy ghost of gloom which is the poem’s subject.

    1. Drac you accurately captured the essence of my poem, thank you so much. Yes i wanted it to be in shape of incense, wanted to create a visual of smoke and whiff. Thanks for your insight and kind words. Regards.

    1. Thanks for taking out time to read it, I’m really glad you liked it, truly appreciate it.

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