Mornings are clearer;bringing some light...
Afternoons shiny and sunny
The problem is evening for it brings
Sounds of fears..
Night will be tiring and dark;
Loneliness gripping tight in its clutches..
And pillow smells tears..
An unending craving unleash with each breath..
Its not about you or me..for sure
For we are pershable beings..
And soon will merge into blind caverns and for forever disappear.
Its something beyond the words and my understanding
Its a feeling we hide inside us
To b one with the ultimate.
Its something for whom the hope languish and for what we wait for years.
Superb
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