Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Untitled


[Pratikshya comment, 29 July 2024- this one was originally titled 'Despondent Soul' which I later changed to Untitled to make it sound less melancholy.]

With a weary smile and nowhere to run

You hide until the sun is gone


Whispers and prayers and invites for the sleep


For you are real, never, but in your dreams


And colors of life


And colors of bliss


Before long, they stay for a while


       For with the first light, begins your night


Then cover your soul and disappear in vain


Perhaps the sun will go down again




6 comments :

  1. "Perhaps the sun, will go down again " I liked the way you brought about the climax ... amazing writing buddy !!!

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  2. great poem, Pratikshya!! nice ending with the "...sun will go down again"

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  3. thts beautiful................... \m/

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