A Story

In the muted and subdued dead of night, I sat alone indulging in reminiscence.

The lovely tale of our own, The raised fantasies, The shattered dreams,

Does Your mind never vision? The terminated tale of life? Unable to weep in content, Awkward to even grin, The song of cuckoo in the new moon, lullabied, My nightfall, My heart ponder every new day, I shall write a new story. The tale of you and I, I hark back to it, Up till now.

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