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Depths of Despair

Depths Of Despair


The Dominicus is ardent, the day is clear

The wafture of the sea is tossing without fright

Firoza rivulets and snow capped mountain wear

The scorching noon’s majestic might.


The kindling of the sparks of an ocean

Lights up from its illuminating motion

The people around with celebrity, Aroha and leisure

Grinning they exist with pleasure.


I wish to lie down like a weary child

In the world’s depths of despaired storm of mild.

I wish to weep to my life with no care

Neither have I found any shoulder to get it share

Nor a palm for my hands to bear

Are there any capitula to get it hear?