Melancholy
In the deep dark well of melancholy,
Under the suffocating darkness of apathy,
I stirred,my last ounce of determination wrung,
Fingers scrabbling on the well walls for that first rung,
To begin the slow , arduous journey,
To equanimity.
--shubha
In the deep dark well of melancholy,
Under the suffocating darkness of apathy,
I stirred,my last ounce of determination wrung,
Fingers scrabbling on the well walls for that first rung,
To begin the slow , arduous journey,
To equanimity.
--shubha
