Enormity

In the ruins of yesteryears a cave of harrowed woods and it saves; These tears dry and I bear; The wind comes today Gushing past the wild mountains Have I not hold my heart For why they rush to pierce? This lust of the dusky sky With the words I wept through You have heard all; Yet you rest in tranquil lie Forever more And pieces of my heart Entwines again And the trees blooms yet again in purple hue’ Why my endless pain abhors the wind; dusty and severe marching again? why the purple trees shakes and shivers; sweeping the streets in fallen wind Have these sufferings not ended; For it; has my heart survived Sixteen years in monsoon wind’ Letters that remains clutched In my sleeves; For why this fairy never see I have written all Begging- for just mercy Yet the wind ever halts; The rain appeal once again in dusky sky; and the thunder shakes these trees Once bloomed in wild passion’