The night rain sing a song
Over the hills of my silence
To benumb my soul all along,
Grief breaks my heart fence
A song of despair!
That floats everywhere in air,
Till to the depth of my heart's creek
To cascade tears through my cheek.
But this moon heart is stone-dead
For she've left my heart's stead.
My Eyes, fore'er, lost its shine,
Nothing following me but my shadow;
The only crony to say as mine,
To walk with me in this despair-meadow.
But, in a medow of love once I walked
With my lover and we stalked.
Holding her hand in my wrist,
Holding my hand around her waist.
Woven wings of dreams as our own
And built a nest on hope to be flown
Our life was an ever opened book
Where the moments of love we took,
To draw the most beautiful world in its pages
As our hearts were one as a land with no rages
But, in all, the hands of destiny write its word
The golden pages of us covered then with rust
That made the glitter of our love blurred,
And eyes scatter the seeds of despair in dust.
All met in vain and life lost its even essence
Memories are on its way to evanescence
No one knows what's destiny,
Until they feel what's despair!

VIPINS PUTHOORAN

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