Sunday, 21 June 2015


I watched you wash away
was it dust or just some dusty moments
I sat there, in the comfort
was it my room or the warmth of your arms

It rained day and night for first few days
lightning tearing apart inky sky
coherent silence only broken by occasional thunder
world felt doomed at mercy of devilish wimp

But then one day it stopped
gloomy clouds began to shatter
and a single flicker dazzled the night
dancing on relics of bygone age

As I lay there basking the glorious morning
keeping a watchful eye on horizon
he said,'but my dear, eventually it all turns out right
we may falter in darkness but eventually it always dawns...'

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