I feel not like meeting you - I
Dense darkness daring at me,
Life flame flickering in me,
Loneliness staring at me,
I feel not like meeting you.
With sun having set in me,
With midnight-like fret in me,
Dark of morrow’s date in me,
I feel not like meeting you.
With a dull image in me,
With raging old age in me,
And wailing visage in me,
I feel not like meeting you.
As gasping is breath in me,
As dying is faith in me,
With a daring death in me,
I feel not like meeting you.
With a tail-less tale in me,
Pain going no pale in me,
With billowing gale in me,
I feel not like meeting you.
With a limping love in me,
With no proof to prove with me,
And no move to move in me,
I feel not like meeting you.
With fault lines gone wide in me,
No big time to bide in me,
No more clues to guide in me,
I feel not like meeting you.
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Continued in Part II
Quatrains (rhyme and refrain) |04.03.2024| love
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