“Laying down
beneath sky
Watching evening
go by
Colors
changing on horizons, as
Those eyes
knowing now it shall die,
Without a
chance to whisper good-by
Adieu, oh!
how it cries, eyes
Tries to
open them full and wide
To look
around if one still came by
Whom it left
behind in the dead of that dark night
While moon
feared being seen
Clouds
wandered in chaos, and
Winds
screamed, oh dear-my dear
Don’t leave,
don’t leave, yet
With
shivering hands and stoned eyes
One stepped
out and vanished through darkness,
Trampling
upon remains of days gone-by.
Silent it
was then, was it?
Silent it is
now, is it?
Who is
screaming?
Who is
sleeping?
Probably
just another tale passing by,
Through
chaos of silence.”
By:
Praveen Parasar
Date:
16/07/2015
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