If one fine morning,
When the darkness will,
Be with in union with,
The days, first light-
I want to leave this world,
Stealthily, beyond this
Sorrowful path........
Where every soul suffers,
Even me, who have a wonderful,
Nest of my own, home and hearth,
Cozy life, affection and love,
Feel for the have not but,
Can't fulfill their want,
Sorry to live, for this
Failure of my tasks,
Their blank eyes, their
Walks on the unknown goal,
Make me think, but, no
Ways to solve this riddle.
I hear their silent cry....
Their speechless pain..
I cherish to depart without,
Their farewell, without seeing
Their, mournful faces...
One story begin with one morning, wonder what will be next in evening and soon at night...Hope the story will be in better and happy plot even when the day become darker and darker, but when we have brave in heart it will stay bright and bright forever_Unwritten SOul
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Absolute poetic charm embraces these lines. As good poetry has to survive through persons like you, one hopes you don`t have flight unto the unknown for decades.