The moon and
the brightest stars are fading away
The skies
are getting darker and the children, going away
The ray of light is vanishing down the abysmal
corridor
The music
of life, slipping away quietly through the silent door..
A voice calls
in a mysterious whisper amongst an uglier cacophony
Or is it just
me who runs after it in search of promised harmony?
Why do I
want myths in lieu of facts?
Why do I
smell roses but think of lilacs?
Why do I
chase without knowing what I am after?
Why do I
weep in the midst of laughter?
A wave of
energy flows through me and it threatens to blow me away
As I forlornly
watch numerous unending nights pass into the day
Every day I
stare up to the skies and look for an open door
To let me in
and show me what I am here for….
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