Mêrê §ünऽ Êt - Poem by Menime Soul
Far down the hill, sun is fading away..
With thoughts of shining tomorrow, more brighter than today.
Each day it tries to give its best shot,
And each day it fades away with this same thought.
There in a valley, a boy is staring at the sunset with gloomy eyes..
Holding back a heartful of love for a girl who looks so nice.
Each day he tries to tell her, how much he use to love her..
And each day he falls to pieces, for now she's married to other.
Flying over the town, a sparrow got worried to see the sun go down..
She haven't got any food for tonight yet,
though she searched all over the town.
Each day she sets out in search of food for her nestlings..
And each day she tries to fly far & high, flapping on her half-broken wings.
Here in the middle of nowhere, a man is writing their story..
He tries to do some magic with the words,
by giving words to his worries.
Each day he tries to write stories, based on different roles..
For every sunset makes him feel so hollow inside,
Without the one to whom he gave away his soul.
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