From the Archives: The Night

I am back again with another post from my archives. This was written in 2011. After reading this, I really wonder what was going through my mind as I penned this down…I really wish…

 

Souls moan in anguish of our cruelty

Hens return to roost

The goats stop bleating

Birds cease to fly

Men retire to their bosom

And lovers cling to each other

Vehicles seek their parking lot

I sigh

                    head

                                   bent

Tea-rs

Flow rapidly

Where do I fit?

Woes was welcome 

I gaze u-p

And behold the sky

Despite the gloom

There is a ray of hope

The stars

In their tiny shape

Amass the sky

Illuminating my dark soul

Giving me a beam of light

09:42pm

23-09-2011

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