Memory of Promise
Promises I made on life’s pathway I haven’t kept yet,
they blow like dusts of crumbling dusk.
I tell spent sun, stop awhile to sink, wait,
don’t close the sail on sky to set until I finish my task.
Marooned memories lost in ashen lane of ebon night,
lie stranded in the bleak abyss unknown.
For pledged me I will invent new sunlight
to see the undreamt dream designed on dark horizon.
Posted : September 7, 2019
June 15, 2020
Contest : Brian's Select H
Sponsor : Brian Strand
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2019
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