Good Evening! Ah, what a mood a rainy afternoon can conjure.Oh Gloom, can be hard to keep up, but what a muse! Feeling the queer inspiration temporary insanity can bring, does your mind long for magnetic words to feed your sadness? Are your fingers twitching with energy, eager to collide with paper? Here are some very original poems I found while browsing the internet and the several volumes of Norton`s Anthology of English Literature. The Wish by Alexander PushkinI shed my tears; my tears – my consolation;
And I am silent; my murmur is dead,
My soul, sunk in a depression’s shade,
Hides in its depths the bitter exultation.
I don’t deplore my passing dream of life --
Vanish in dark, the empty apparition!
I care only for my love’s infliction,
And let me die, but only die in love!
Stacy Lynn Stiles
My Inner DemonThere is a little demon
Which lives inside my head
And when he feels like emerging
I do whatever he says
There are no scheduled patterns
No assessment, tasks or deeds
And when he shows his true colors;
Nothing can fulfill his needs
His needs are very complex
Entailing endless bouts of pain
And when you think “it’s over”
Still, you never feel completely sane
He’ll run you through the ringer
He’ll rake you through the coals
He’ll take away all dignity
Leaving you defenseless, baring no soul
He hurts your loved ones most of all
Causing much suffering and pain
But once again, what else is new,
Living with a person who’s utterly insane
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