Hurt and pained
Loneliness gained
Nothing to share
Just heartaches stare
Looking down
From high rocks
Dazed desires
To become one
With brooks
All I see
Is summer streams
Rushing through
My, coloured
Dreams
And my dreams
Detached and flow
Down the ravines
Dying on sandy
Shores
Glassy eyes
Here
Tears don't show
Anyhow anymore
Nalini
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