“We do not remember days, we remember moments.” ― Cesare Pavese” ― Zephaniah 2:3


Potpourri

Shades of Gray

I am the one who haunts your dreams
And drowns your tears with drenching sweat.
I see the pain and silent screams
Of bygone years you can't forget.

I am the ache behind your mask—
What others fail to see in you.
I am the grief beneath the masque—
The smiles you wear to hide your blue.

I am the scar that sears your heart,
The haunting voice you hear at night.
I cloak the life you wish to start,
Allowing only scenes of blight.

I am the darkness in your soul,
The only one who hears your cries.
I'm not your friend; I have one goal—
To keep the dimness in your eyes.

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Behind the Verse

Depression, personified in this poem, is a plague on the mind. It haunts the sufferer with emotional pain, grief, and despair. At the same time, the individual struggles to conceal his or her true feelings behind a facade. That is the essence I wanted to capture with this poem.


Poetic form: Rubaiyat

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