His Melancholy Strain

Music, in its saddest form;
With lyrics- monotonous and drawn
From thy lips of cherry, pale,
Words that flow
Into the air

Vibrations, waves,
Kiss my ears
Soft and sweet
Like an angel’s whisper,
Crystal clear

Lines of thee, fill
Cracks of thy broken heart
Twisted games,
And her lies on fire,
Burning in flames of desire

Emotions mingle with my brain,
And my heart craves for his insane
Feel of tainted love in my veins,
Electrocuting my blood
Eyes filled with rain

-Sanghamitra Chakrabarty

Copyright © 2015


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