Darkness of night,
etches stories manifold,
songs sung in innocence,
music & lyrics artfully woven,
to fill up the senses,
all that the heart cached,
in moments bygone,
thus, leaving traces,
that were to linger forever,
& like never before,
ephemeral in its conditioning,
nevertheless, was fulfilling !
Ample to die a thousand deaths,
bountiful to retain eternal faith,
honeyed colloquy,
teeming with energy,
occupied in synergy,
oblivious of reality,
vanity is what was lost,
or, sanity it was ?
Bit by bit, the clock ticked,
engulfing the soul in soot,
misted by cloaked truth,
kept under wraps,
to fend self,
a heart weaken, that it was,
or a mind head-strong,
of its principles,
which, failed to foresee,
incidences that were to befall?
Consequently,
the scars that show up,
as deepest deep,
shall never expunge,
alternatively,
shall retain,
in times to come...

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