Bindu Borle

Rookie (1st January 1969 / New Delhi)

Melancholy - Poem by Bindu Borle

Morbid atmosphere hangs around.
Silence. Deep silence.
A colorless vision.
No more blinding lights.
Winds passes, stops and looks around
There is stillness once again.
Everything as it is, untouched.
Tired bodies with languid souls.
Clock ticking away fast with every minute and hour.
Except for the heartbeat.
There and yet not there.
The Blues.
Great Depression.
Gazing into the obscure one finds nothing except solitude.

Copyright © 2006, Bindu Borle

Comments about Melancholy by Bindu Borle

  • (8/20/2006 10:26:00 AM)

    wow...that's realy descriptive! ! ! (Report)Reply

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  • Rajaram Ramachandran (12/1/2005 6:57:00 PM)

    Melancholy nicely defined in this poem. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 9, 2005

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 25, 2006

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