I Was Enjoying Darkness , While Being Under Moonlight
I was enjoying darkness, while being under moonlight,
There was not a single breeze, to be with me in the night,
They went after gleaming dew and golden cloud,
They drenched me with darkness, and pushed me in the shroud,
My whole body was like mound of dirty flesh,
But heart, like burning coal in the pile of silent ash,
The anguish, the sadness, not a single thing to be delight,
I was enjoying darkness, while being under moonlight.
There were several people on the way , but mercy was not being showed,
There were several people coming to me, but mist was gaurding the road,
The golden cloud with malice soul, gleaming dew become dull hail,
And always helpful pleasant breeze ,had turned into ruffian gale,
My body was for gallivent people ,on which they will feed,
But nothing will happen to me ,as my soul was already dead.
The whole world was happy ,and I was happy in the loneliness,
But still,I was enjoying moonlight, while being in the the darkness.
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