• siddharthajana 10w


    Rosemary why do you stand
    Among the fallen handles
    The endless shrieks of
    Depression and dust
    Why do you fear
    The black future
    Why doesn't the world
    Let you settle in
    Why don't you wield
    The carriage in your hands
    Why cry
    For a passing moment
    Why laugh
    at the divinity of it all
    My heart weeps for your soul
    and cries for your happiness
    I timidly challenge the future
    That isn't meant to be
    As I hear and feel you go
    Into the raging storm
    I am panicked and depressed
    I stop to pick up what you
    Left for me
    An everglow for my heart to carry.