Thursday, June 4, 2015

Huzun

Huzun,
The first winds of monsoon glide,
Stirring a storm, of birds affright.

Huzun,
Memories fade away;
On the walls, a shadow play of the last rays.

Huzun,
The sun shall set today,
Goodbyes to an aunt, who will lose her way.

Huzun,
The dogs howler at people long dead,
The darkness gnaws, while waxy eyes melt.

Huzun,
I am but a child, still,
In despair, I cry shrill.

Huzun,
The pillars of old are cold,
They whisper fates foretold.

Huzun,
There within it lies,
Secretive little muffled cries.

Huzun,
It grows, as if in a womb,
Bigger and bigger it looms.

Huzun,
I beg it to leave,
Offer it nectar through a sieve.

Huzun,
All it does is just live,
Swallowing every last of my will.

Huzun,
I sway in faux elan,
Tracing the forgotten Orion.

Huzun.
I let it be,
Hopefully it will consume me.

Huzun,
Huzun,
Huzun...
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