Rest That I Want From Myself
Rest That I want From Myself
Started that song,
would be resonating
even if I get finished right now.
Sparkling that star over the head
if my head sinks,
it will twinkle on the sky still.
Flying that bird,
even if I get mum for ever,
it shall fly to its nest.
Be this world throb into its own rhythm;
I lost my sword long back;
Threw my shield away too, today.
Bent I on that grass -
Rest I want from that myself.
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