Awakened from a sleepless night, <br />Grief-stricken sunflowers shun away the morning light <br />The sweet song of the cuckoo is heard no more <br />The eerie silence sounds like the shrieks of a whore <br />The depressions on the crags have deepened <br />Distances between bipolar cliffs widened <br />The fast arrived spring has beckoned the fall <br />The proximal mountain appears farther and unreachably tall. <br />Pensive, perturbed clouds glooming in melancholia, <br />Recollecting the maddening mists of euphoria. <br />A growing sense of isolation and vacuity <br />The valley awaits the restoration of inner peace and tranquility<br /><br />Supriya Choudary<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/musings-over-a-morose-morning/
