Shades Of Ink

night

                                                                                                 I wish I could turn all my days into endless nights,
so empty yet so bright,the grass is comforting, and I'm tired,
tired of venturing through
the forest of light

so I lie down on the greens overrunning
through the ruins of silence,
beholding the leaves sway,
the sines blossom
entangling to the vines of life,
I notice, the dew drops
at the wrinkling edge and wonder
how stupid it has to be
still holding onto the last hope of light.

we tend see the truth in the light
so we try to avoid the dark
but what if light veneers in the truth
and all we need is to let go,
let go of that tempting light,
just as to chase away our blues,
sometimes we need to
chase away the sky.

the night is comforting,
I no longer feel tired ,
so once again ,
I resume the journey to the light
in search of love
that flows through the river of tunes,and the magic of your voice
relieving me by my stress and grief
where no longer I can hear me
in the void of quiet

night is beautiful,
because it's stays
stays unlike the light
promising you a transient truth,
yet an eternal lie
winter is near
and the emeralds are about to fall asleep
yet it's comforting
because these eyes espy me
devoid of any judgement or fright.

once again, the spring wind blows
a distant fragrance invades the old path,as the veil of dusk doth nears,and like an imperfect perfect harmony
It was nice while it lasted,
now I sift through the ashes
in search of the tune
I once wished for....

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