wardha jawdat - ......&***sadness****.......

the moon is so silent....
the air so ominously still
this night seems endless
this sadness tireless still
my heart...does it beat?
i hear nothing in my mind..
no breathing even..
it's so silent
i might be soulless tonight...
theres no whispering fantasy
to enlighten my sombriety
no empty wanderings
to chase away these morosities
i feel alone...bereft
tragedly sad.
without knowing, i've been met
with such a friend, as sadness,
who comes upon me ever so slow,
like a forgotten lover's memory...
which is slow in advent;
and ever ruluctant to go.

wardha jawdat

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