Depressed

Sometimes, the eternal rays of aura would
impregnate the atmosphere with bliss.
Peregrinating would feel tranquil.
vellichor would extract saudade from depths.
halycon would overwhelm 
sirimiri would feel selcouth. 

And Now
The tranquility, the bliss, all have become spurious. 
Never knew all my feeling were a thing of halcyon.

But now, 
not a feeling sparks inside
what do you call this, Anhedonia right?
It is lagom to kill the soul
denouement remains one, 
I would stand in the sight of death,
mamihlapinatapai.
A sad natsukashi remains. 
A.V

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