I cried out once a lonely wolf on a hill

the skyline of my world not so bright

from within bled melancholic emotions

undefined thoughts of discontentment

diluted in tears dropped from ruddy eyes

my sadness redressed by your devotion

only by your fidelity my sanity saved.



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I Like The Prosaic Narrative

Reedited on 07.17.2019 16:24 (clarification of my own sentence structures (ambiguities, semantical/grammatical errors, and a misspelled word):


This poem's narrative is also heartfelt, that is to say after reading "Hindu Perspective", with each vocabulary word flowing forth in this seemingly  standardized on these meters of your poetry which I thought were structured well to form a distinctive poetics after all.  Thank you for sharing & I hope get well!