Dusk of Ennui

By Samika Ren

Divinity bestowed upon

the lush green hills,

the sun kissed valley

River so still.

Shades with shadows,

with deer and birds.

Life so real and live

in the hidden forest

Red tree alone in green,

still a pleasure for me.

The sound of the moving

waters and waves.

Last piece of peace;

I left in your vicinity

Hidden in the shadows of,

the whispers of ennui

Apathy's lament in me,

soul sighs in your verdant,

river invoking melancholy reverie,

to a dusk of driftwoods of heart.

By Samika Ren