EXISTENTING, BUT WHERE !
This day comes forth, to make us both
An unknown?
Into the clutches of the shadows,
Dreaming of daylight;
A revived soul stood in the tunnel light!
The blank verse of the bloodshed tears
Passes the green fields for years,
With the pictures that remind us we're near.
Not very soon your imprint leaves marks,
For it selflessly serves me when I'm in dark!
Letting go isn't forgetting, but a
Transcendental loving to revive the withered!
Copyright © NIVETHA Ganapathy | Year Posted 2024
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