“A few dry
leafs
A few fallen
memories
Broken out
of turbulent winds
Beneath
shadow of life
Counting and
recounting days
Before being
trampled upon
Walked by,
seen-unseen
Only to fade
through
Dust of time
A death
rather slow
Two eyes too
shallow
A heart to
follow
While void
of solitude
Swallows
oneself
Deep down
Alleyways of
lungs
Where
secrets scream
Ready to
tear down
Hollow walls
of flesh and bones
Droplets of
blood might
Bring it
back to life
A ray of
hope
A ray of
life
But soon the
dawn arrives
Drowned in
that glass
Placed by
the window
Where
sunrays falls, and
Though taps gently;
Dies another
dream
Like a
bubble
Being
touched
They are
lost, just like that…”
By:
Praveen Parasar
Date:
26/12/2015
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