A gust of despair <br />far from your sight deep inside me <br />where the days drown silently <br />and nights go by slowly <br />leaves wither in spring <br />barren valley of stagnant emotions <br /> n the sorrows like snow flakes <br />sag down the land of my heart <br />where no wind of pleasure can ever turn <br />where the sun can cause no blaze but burn <br />where cavernous woods with no blossoms but fern <br />where every laughter casts no glee but a regret in turn <br />genial stances dancing naked rendering servile you <br />holding ma hands dragging me back <br />but here I am wandering in the allure of ma ruined woes <br />in the land of my heart where the gust of despair forever, blows<br /><br />irum inayat<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gust-of-despair/
