Evening comes as a guest,

To a dim party,

Darkness looms in the distance.


Memories dance like fireflies,

The past takes control,

Of how I feel and reflect.


Like Gray's classic Elegy*,

I am all alone,

Friends, beloved, no one around.


In my days of fleeting youth,

I had all of them,

Now only yore's shadows haunt.


I am left with my sad heart,

And a sadder mind,

Hushing me to a deep sleep.


Why is the present a dream,

Sometimes a nighmare,

Why do I feel unfulfilled?


Turning to God is a relief,
He knows my sadness,

Otherwise there's emptiness.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

*Gray's Elegy: Thomas Gray's famous "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard".

Composed on the evening of July 14, 2016, while passing time at a secluded spot of the city.

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