drenching in showers of pain
with hopes shattered by the cold winds,
I weep on the banks of a river
maturing sun casts its magic on me,
adamant in chasing away my fears
to bestow me from darkness to light,
sky along side the dark clouds conspire
plucking away the felicity of my soul,
leaving me in solitude with a lot to ponder
hopes have turned in to a nightmare,
as I mistook for a desert to be a mirage
my soul mourns at my own grief..!!
with hopes shattered by the cold winds,
I weep on the banks of a river
maturing sun casts its magic on me,
adamant in chasing away my fears
to bestow me from darkness to light,
sky along side the dark clouds conspire
plucking away the felicity of my soul,
leaving me in solitude with a lot to ponder
hopes have turned in to a nightmare,
as I mistook for a desert to be a mirage
my soul mourns at my own grief..!!
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