In waves this engulfing darkness hits
the fragile consciousness
and the heart starts
flailing madly against the rushing tide.
Nothing telling breaks
the impassive façade
except the glistening eyes
and a blinking back
of that single tear of anguish (or fear?).
The rain had forewarned this
deluge, but the Sun had turned his face away –
For who wants to be the herald
of such dire circumstance?
And now the looming gloom that threatens
to settle across the horizons,
encroaches upon sight and foresight –
Like awaking from a lush dream and plunging straight
into the blackest of seas.
---- circa 20th October 2005
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