The Vision
The dark starling-like Clouds,
Rise like a tempest at midnight.
I stand, devoured by a vision,
The burden of tomorrow,
That is so consuming
How do we sing our songs of Love and innocence?
In this world,
Crippled by treachery and deception,
Piercing thorns into joyful desires.
I am here, I am now.
But the wild tempest is my soul
And all it consumes is mine!
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3ythis is mesmerisingly deep & epically penned by a charming author!
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3yI just love how creative you are. Keep up the great work Yavanika Kaushal!