Within the tentacles of shadow, she doth weep
when her emotion wails, which she can't keep
after a million days wait, love now weighs her down
since her dreams turned fragile, also fragile has turned her crown
the winter of loneliness has thrust her into a bottomless pit
since in the core of darkness she finds for her a perpetual seat
to wash off her memories with a shower from her teary eyes
frantically as she searches peace from the rags of sobs and shies
once brimming in love, she soared high with her angelic wings
also lying on love's chest smilingly she weaved many dreams
alas! now in the heart of darkness she can hardly a way find
and sinks low in the pool of tears since time has'en very unkind
for her, in fact the wind never blows and stars never shine
as clouds perpetually hover in her sky every day, every time.
©Prafulla Panda, India.
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