Perhaps It May
My beats bang against its cage
Yearn out for yesterday again
Drawn to distant dreams
Clasp in the clips of swelling pasts
Waiting for the voice of yesterday
To chime again in cheery chords
Perhaps it may…
Perhaps it blooms and booms again
And baths my heart
In the fountain of its fragrance
Perhaps I may catch
Even its stirring echoes that whisper
Perhaps I may catch the shadows that lurk
Hopeful that tomorrow’s light
Will stir my smile
And bring back yesterday’s voice
Against the stripped sadness that prances
A Hanging heart in hope
Wallows in wondering
As eerie silence creeps and cripples
Wishing to live the yore again
Though almost drowned to death
It struggles to take another breathe
‘Perhaps it may…’
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