Clad in bright white sapphire
Millions crawl, the exhausted lay to admire
Within its swelling eye thousands desire
At the back I lie, waiting to expire
Scratching the walls without respire
I danced into crossfire
With a soul which yearns to retire
Lips littered with satire
A heart prosecuted to hellfire
Still, my porcelain surface shone as if a luminaire
Slowly the winds fill me with tire
Yet for the last time, my body rose high of inspire
Amidst the silent woods, my mind's a wildfire
All that remains, a mind left in quagmire
Given to Love requisite,
We shall not be broken,
From the heaven's,
Reunify of fallen beauty,
Which halos our heart with a brilliance,
It could blind the majesty eyes of the radiant.
Then lift the canopy of sky...
Open -
And enter the realm of reverencing light,
No one surrounds us here,
Humanity slips into slumber,
As esprit's entwine,
In the bedazzlement of stars,
Of infinities claiming new millenniums,
In a universe of million,
We only remain here,
The silence of the city,
Quiets to the speaking of two hearts,
United by nature's rhythm alone,
Then night,
Then night,
Be still.....
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