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The skies so seemed blue,
The sun was the only entity 
My eyes knew.
The forest was hollow,
Embraced by light,
It welcomed the little heart,
With a charming smile.

There was no worry,
Of the emerging night,
The lamps were never extinguished,
The fire kept burning,
If the dark wanted to stay.

A good life indeed, so ages ago,
I now see the clouds emerge
With a laughter of cruel,
The rain showers as the darkness blooms.

The forests are now thicker,
The light refuses its doors,
It remains shrouded in mystery,
A scary place indeed.

The emerging night now scares me,
The lamp is now mine,
The flint may not induce sparks,
The fire may get extinguished,
I hope, the night leaves early.



2.


I call out with unspoken words,
The longing, the wait with no end,
But has always been met by the echoes of silence.

The wait is painful,
A play of deceit.
A dream calls out,
Leads me through its colourful hallways,
To a door of veil.
The veil is shattered,
Leaving me in a hopeless void.

But the heart never stops to dream,
Oh! Its young and innocent,
It doesn't care the treason,
As long the dream it sees.

A dream of a sea of stars 
And their reflections in the lake 
A silhouette of beauty waits,
By the lake she stands,
The lake smiles at her presence,
The wind plays with her hair,
She smiles, as our eyes meet.

A dream of passion,
One that can make a man sing the song of youth,
And one that can wither the very leaves of life.

I now look helplessly,
Into the horizon of infinity,
Everyday has now become a disappointment
When the dream doesn't ripen into reality.



3.

The Lamentations are true indeed,
They greet me in my silent hours,
I see images of a sweeter reality,
The delight of a witness,
And the sadness of the reality.

Lamentations are not easy to let go,
They are the trees of divine nectar,
Flowers of divine beauty.

A sight the eyes don't want to leave,
The eyes refuse to move
And they become at one with the trees.
But soon, the flood will come,
With a devastating step
And I, deafened by the sweet chirps,
Will perish in the water,
Carried to a land of barren life,
At which I shall stare for eternity.


Date : 23th July, 2022
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