From April 2013, give or take.




This Bird Has Flown

I have lost my soul's delight,
Sweet songbird, dark nightingale:
I would follow her in flight.

She has flown into the night.
Still I search, to no avail.
I have lost my soul's delight.

O true beauty benedight!
Without her, my strength grows frail.
I would follow her in flight.

Now I see the cold sad sight
Of stars above me, and I wail:
I have lost my soul's delight.

Sleepless till the dawn's faint light
Slowly turns the sky quite pale,
I would follow her in flight.

Heaven's splendour, once so bright,
Now appears wretched and stale.
I have lost my soul's delight;
I would follow her in flight.





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Written on 2020-03-25 at 11:24

Tags Love  Lament  Villanelle 

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bibek adhikari The PoetBay support member heart!
This is sweet with a tinge of sadness, but mostly sweet with Keatsean appeal.
2020-03-27