Samy's Poetry

Downfall

Life was jejune,

full of morose.

Then through the morbid air,

stale with hate and fear,

to my incredulity

you came and enveloped me.

Then my euphoria

came crashing down.

A sojourn from you

to a mundane place.

Melancholy stroked the trees,

as my jejune life returned.

The morose of the day and

the thick morbid air

could not pierce my frozen heart.

My strive to change

your charlatan ways

was futile as I

sat stupefied as

you came into my world.

My tranquility and sanctuary

was vilified by your voice.

Then I became truculent

as I shoved out of my serenity.

How could you eradicate

the love you use to have for me?

I wish I could obliterate

the pain I suffer now.

How I use to feel

is an enigma to me.

This should not be.

Everyday is monotony

you pull me down

until I hit the ground.

But then you picked

me up and embraced me.

Maybe you have changed your ways

or maybe I stood up

for another downfall.