BEING ALONE IN THE SEA OF SORROW
Hearing the sound of the rain
Cascading down in my steep roof
Looking outside and brooding life
Wafting the scent of lows and highs
Through the open rain-lashed window
I can feel now
My heart is tingling with excitement
Trees rustling and dancing gracefully
On the thick blanket of rain
Melancholy is neither sadness nor distress
But the state of being empty.
Me
Being alone
Looking around
Hearing the sound
Of fear and anxiety
Nagging away at me.
I try to seek peace
Finally
Just me
In the world of being almost happy.
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Picture: collected from Pinterest
Ho Chi Minh city,
30/09/2021,
Stephen A. Howard

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