Kiran Singh Bista

In this cold afternoon when even the sun seems frozen
I find nothing to melt this feeling down
And the heart shivers in pain.
I seek your presence when my emptiness tries to gulp me in
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You were an angel that flew away with time
And I am the boy who never grew up.
Even today, I weep and wail for you and your mammoth love
That tempted my soul with your magical wand.
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I am cold in your thoughts that once kept me warm
A moaning heart sinking upon a beer barm
Grim faced people and an annoying Irish band
A perfect place for broken hearts who can’t soberly stand
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Lying on the roof and gazing the crystal moon
I wonder how many civilizations have it seen
And I wonder about those astonishing architectures built by illiterate bare hands?
Kings who conquered far lands and their razing pride
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