Oh, my Joy!
Welkin Siskin lives in Seattle, Washington. He is the poet of varied nature, who writes on various themes. Poetry for him is the healing ointment of a heart destitute of vision.
He believes that poetry is the play of words, the change of verbs into nouns; the game of words surging through the heart's inside.
His poetry is the yearning for freedom, love, life, and the expression of the Nature that adorns the Universe- the mysterious eternity of the Infinite.
Welkin Siskin
Washington, USA
O, my Joy of life! where will you go,
Through that dead end of no company,
Walking on the gloomy dale silently,
Of unknown destination, high and low?
Where will you go my Pearl,
If no place of your choice is met,
And be your walks on void
Of no soil heap; where would you’ve saved your soul?
If dreadful songs of forest echo on your ear,
Who will you entreat for a help and that weirdness will you bear?
If heart of yours weave a tangled web of hornet’s nest,
Where will you find a confiding place and rest?
Where will you go if tears of eyesore flow ceaselessly from your eyes;
And heart of sorrows begin its cries?
Where will you go, O my Venus,
Leave me alone not, walk alone not, my heartfelt lass!