sleeping with and,
onside of night,
and spreading prevailed,
loneliness, upto farsighted futures,
waiting someone,
coming down from,
milky ways of star dust,
and an other star to breakup,
one astray astroid to blind me,
and likely to hope for,
another missed fortune,
on my frothier lips,
with murmur of another wispered wild cry.
and pain awakening from,
breed of nightmarish sleep.
and sky is not far from my one arm length, becoming domed,
cover above all, my thoughts
with harvested memories.
i am to wait for upcoming dawn, ,
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and sky is not far from my one arm length, becoming domed, cover above all, my thoughts with harvested memories. i am to wait for upcoming dawn, , ...ya it is when you are looking up for solution with helpnessness....lovely poem....10 read mine..watched helplessly....paion... all dreams not come true...innocence regained