Last Cry
One day,
On a blissful Wednesday,
I crawl up the moon to cry away.
Dark night,
Take me away with the light,
Keep sailing through the storm with all my might.
Silence the dweller,
While roses for the pyre wither,
And all my hopes shatter.
Copyright © Ananya Siju | Year Posted 2025
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