Dreading Silence…..
My voice only echoes
From invisible mountains.
Growing haze
Is devouring the bridge,
I try to cross over;
You remained far away
At a distant shore.
Warmth of some lit up fire
Might have stolen your heart
Or is it the darkness
With reptile blood
Suddenly crept in.
Winter claws
Are getting in slowly,
Cleaving my heart.
In misting eyes I look up...
Did the Sun ever rise?
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