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’
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