Seasons of Despair


Arid
Tears I should have
shed for you percolated
into my soul, a
shell of salt encasing

my ravaged heart, rendering
the fertile soil barren
No feelings take root
in parched, sterile land

Echoes of faded memories
etched on shrivelled chambers
Where once love flourished
now an arid landscape

No hope of rejuvenation
no fresh emotions bloom
Winds of neglect breed
endless seasons of despair

© 2017 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “Seasons of Despair

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s