Half Empty

I was dead
In future moments
So I gladly wept and leapt
With pessimism’s groaning
Melodies whispered in my ear
A moaning of such sweet surrender
Dissenting sighs of rest and resignation
A momentary melancholic lullaby
Without much meaning or making
My home without itself to master
Which was everything to spite
Me as nothing empty
From this moment
I was born

-a.r.

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Painting: Optimism v/s Pessimism by Lokesh Mandot

~ by April on May 3, 2017.

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