Your beautiful and graceful face Remains in my eyes always Strangers appear acquaitences now in your name I knit my Universe of bonds Every house is alike And so are the natives Did not find anything estrange As pains and strifes And relations are the same In this gory play of life the game Tug of Wars is biased Had one end of the rope in my hands Since He is stronger than me and still He never faces me He was in front of me, saw me And talked to me too Finally smiled at me for the sake of an old relation He glanced and set me aside as an old Newspaper He treaded with me long distances And when I looked back one day so fine Just did not find him by my side I lost him just like some coins Which slipped torn pocket of mine A full moon night Put the moon on fire and I feel the gleam shall prolong till it burn to Ashes and here comes the darker nights the darker nights.................. darker nights
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 17:31:58 +0000
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