The evening egrets have started ringing
The brightest hour of the day has come to halt
A sudden silence a strange silence
The time had come to revise all the faults
I lay at night with the heaviest heart
To run away from the menace
I could have shared if it helped
I could have swallowed if it could be gulped
it was my misery I had to fight alone
It was my history I had to accept
It was a mistake too late to be corrected
It was a dark night and a beautiful nightmare
It was a cold morning and a warming comfort
How things get over how new ones start
How to forget and how to start….
Somehow I start again carefully crawling
Afraid of dreaming not of falling….
So I lay back and let the tears out
I have my reasons not to fall not to arise not on my abilities doubt….
The best thing about time is that it changes.
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Yes and the worst thing too sometimes!!!
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