Whither has gone my sunshine?
Whither have gone my dreams?
All the rosy-reds have turned white!
The brilliant ocean's now a stream!
Something's forever killed within,
I know not what it is!
A zing, a tang, an essence,a something
in life do I miss!
My rainbows have gone
and so have the leprechauns!
My crocheted fancies too
now lay withered and torn!
Bring me back my glorious days
Give me back my smiles
I know not how far I need to walk
How many more miles?
3 comments
nice.....
the image is presented well....
life is a yatra without an end...
Very nice indeed young lady! And the poem could have gone so many ways in the last stanza, I wish somehow, you had done better there... Perhaps taken the reader, 'some where' else... Or perhaps I am too romantic... ;)
Thanks for your comments on my stories, btw.
reminds me of Frost and Elliot at the same time.
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