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Random melancholy

21st century sonnet

By Zsuzsanna BeresPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
Random melancholy
Photo by Alfonso Navarro on Unsplash

My body is a mammoth dam, yet weary do I feel

I gaze upon a wondrous sight, a beauty from far hand

My stomach fills with acid rain, and I am forced to kneel

Tis hell in this here concrete cell, I long to embrace your land

The birds that perch upon my mass, give hope and happiness

For I have seen them where you are and sing of joy and love

And yet, I am stuck here, cannot move and full of loneliness

My passion swells and overflows,

a rainbow fills the air and bathes a lonesome dove

He flew away, alive with fright and lands onto your branch

‘What I have done?’ I want to shout, it wasn’t what I meant

To trespass with such unthought ways, dark clouds fill the skies

A crack appears on myself, only love I should of sent

But it’s too late I realise, I see it in your eyes

I know I could of done much more, instead I made things worse

My body dries as if from drought, I crumble and erode

Where is thy god, why does he feel as if I have learnt this curse?

Is it too late to have the chance I wonder,

the strength I could have shown.

Alas it is I fear the worse and heavenly I fly

As days and nights just flicker by,

I see you from above

My rain it fall upon thee now,

each droplet filled with life

I ask myself what could of been, was I not meant to love?

Another dam sits there now with it I have not strife

For I was I was never in your eyes although I sat by you

The flowers bloom, the rivers flow as nothing have had changed

My Mother Earth should I really go,

I am confused at what to do

I cannot wander as this thing, a meaningless visage, I want to rearrange

But loneliness sit hard on me and I am tired of asking Why?

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About the Creator

Zsuzsanna Beres

They say I am an overthinker which might be true. My guess is that I am just observant, highly intuitive and empathetic and like writing and drwaing about stuff that I find interesting. Connection and sharing are really important to me.

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