Strange Kind Of Feeling In My Heart

Strange kind of feeling in my heart;
As though I wander in from the street outside
And find the door locked.
As though a storm, dusty and fierce
Prepares itself afar.

Strange kind of feeling in my heart.
Anticipating the worst: almost afraid
To enter a nebulous world:
An almost ache, settling itself
Deep, deep inside.

Strange kind of feeling in my heart.
Wanting the eastern dusk; asking for
Nothing at all: desire and dreams are
Long behind me. Now, I will make acquaintance
With that strange kind melancholy.

Copyright: Rani Turton