The shadow cast
On that starless skies,
Where murmurs linger,
Subdued goodbyes …
A tune of melancholy’s song,
In thy heart where echoes long …
Oh this melancholy,
My silent guest,
A tear-stained story, unspoken, and so blessed
The weight of contemplation
In shades of gray,
In twilight hours, grips its sway …
A canvas painted with dull hues,
A whirlwind of memories, tattered and bruised …
Through hazy veils of nostalgic dreams,
The world in silent sadness gleams …
A poet’s pen on pages bare,
Twisted verses of a sincere prayer …
Thy melancholy’s tender art,
Nothing but a symphony of hurting heart …
Yet, in the depth of still despair,
Belongs a beauty, rare and fair …
A gentle solace for the mind
In the shadow of the ancient find …
So let the tears of misery flow
Like mists on a window’s glow …
For in melancholy’s gentle grace
There lies a balm for life’s embrace …
Roksana Tales 
Amazing 👏✨❤
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Thank you Ashish ….
Appreciate your presence …
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Dear Roksana Amelia. I adore your name and I love the poetry. You share. Good afternoon from Michigan and thank you for the amazing poetry.
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Thank you John. I love my name too.
Thank you for your appreciation and your presence on my blogposts. This is precious.
Hope you’ve a wonderful weekend there where you live ….
♥️
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You are welcome dear Roksana Amelia. I hope you are doing well and having some fun.
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Yes, I’m doing well. Thank you.
Have a good day ….
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2 poems back to back.
Loved it.
Thanks for sharing
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Thank you for loving this and that one also …
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Thanks for sharing
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My pleasure 😇
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dear is the man near? is your nest abreast. can we love and talk of one God one earth?
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What do
You say?
I’m quite unable to understand my dear ….
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i am a tracker. all i lack. humble bumble mumble stumble and in the morning dew you do it too?
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pass the pepper dear. lucy in the sky , do not ask why . fixin the whole gettin better but why ask why>
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Ha ha
Okay 😀
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born this way. say what you may. one nation, four faiths, the sikhs blew rajeev from the sky and indira was why! up north priti lost her man and writes of bengalis pain.
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This is sad …
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indeed . what could i say? she said read the book , i bought it and it was greek to me. like you trying to decipher my code. no chance. the gist is this we are the same and yet not. dear the it s a hunger that never dies and that is why there is constant danger from the stranger.
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remember priti in your prayers dear. and in pakistan labia khalid. in a valley a town that begins with the letter b.
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Yes. Of course.
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you are so kind, you evoke my youth to my mind. to sail across the water and ask your father , sahib may pay court to her to day? the marigold and the scimitar could not be to far eh?
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