The Darkness At Noon
Inconsolable soul when silently cries,
Every moment it burns bit by bit,
No tears could be seen in the eyes,
Encaged in body strives to quit !
Whipped by memories of consistent sorrow,
Time as if has decided to trick,
Joys of life could never borrow,
Can worst of times forever stick ?
Someone rescue me out of the deep ditch,
Longing to have my share of sunshine,
I ought to return to my home pitch,
Strong desire to thrive and rise alpine !
Heyday of life, still darkness at noon,
Hoping against hope for one glimpse,
Wanting to live a night of full moon,
Will I be shimmering after an eclipse ?
Written on 6/5/14
Sponsor- Dr. Ram Mehta
Contest- darkness at noon
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Sponsor- Kelly Deschler
Now for contest " My days are dark" by Linda
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2014
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