the night passes
reopening the cemented wound
hidden so far
in an earthen space
like a centaury old tomb
when the heart wanted
humming to a forgotten song
this night
Clad with its melancholy
break its rhythm
How I wish to conceal
Her beauty, power and wisdom tonight
so far
she only hurt me
she only tore me into pieces
like an unused clothes
You see how insensible
The trees, the stones and the flowers are
lying unasnwered to me
how insensible the winds,
the moon and the stars tonight
they could never let you go
Though you silently left me long ago
As this moment passes
I’m painted with hue of colour
Red, green, yellow and black
And I’m invisible
Wrap and clad with senses
Of joy and lost……
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