• bhargawii 6w

    the sky is falling,
    'tis hue fading,
    the valley is swallowing,
    the sun deeper.

    the clouds fly,
    aimlessly in the sky,
    peppering red
    like bottled wine.

    the moonless night,
    the silver lining,
    tho i cant see,
    i try to believe,
    its presence unseen.

    i have seen it all,
    regrets and fears,
    bliss and cheers,
    but after all
    I wonder
    my purpose to life.


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