My Grief’ Vent

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              My Grief’ Vent  

 

Of hope, shall I witness a faint gleam?

Bonds melt, who unpicked the seam?

Where the scenario, in décor framed?

In colour and the dazzle, I had flamed.

 

The delicate petals die, whiffing sweet,

The crystal pearls of dew were a cheat,

The dazzling Sun, draped up in twilight,

My hopes swapped with a ghastly sight.

 

My ambitious muse hath spiraled high,

And in its verity to the impossible nigh,

Bruised and cruelly hurt; ah eyes teary

O load of wishes, I’m ruined and weary.

 

Had I journeyed errant; and all the while,

I wert subdued, humbled and very docile,

A victim, I had fallen to their trickery vile,

If I hadn’t toed their line, filial and servile.

 

In the labyrinth of my life; ah deserted wild,

Idealistic scenario crumbles, ruins are piled,

I wouldst rue those flowery days like a child,

Who wert hurled merciless, into waves riled!

 

 

 

Amid the measured lines of the dismal frame,

Phrases jumped to my lips, soon as they came,

I were the soul entrusted, play a vicious game,

To loved ones albeit my own; I’d lost my fame!

 

By and by and steadily, ah there I wert driven,

To the vicarious avenues; I hadn’t ever striven,

Their memoirs always sadden me and enliven,

Tho afar from dears; to the memoir, I’m given,

 

 By Dr. Riaz Ahmad, November 17, 2025

                                                                                      

 

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