Akash

Like a desert, so dry,
These eyes can never be moist,
The drums do beat,
But without any rhythm,
All blood, they lie in waste.
Looks good, aurora, from the land
Where we stand;
But it kills the air we breathe-
With glamor and glitter, some shine like gold,
With a soul wrapped up in a black sheet!!
Memories haunt me, my dreams taunt me,
Long nights, they seem so dark and deep,
No peace, no bliss, no heart to beat-
All I need, right now,
Is a long-lasting sleep...


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