Seven days and seven nights,
I didn’t had a smile.
Then once I walked in my dreams,
And found different hues of my life.
I remembered the days,
when chroma imbued the light.
and found the little pug,
fiddling by my side.
Sometimes sleuthed the hazel sun,
many hours sitting by the windowsill.
And sometimes walked the streets,
In the serenity of the revered Night.
When I was a wean,
I wore the cloak of my dad.
When bogey man scared my heart,
I reached mummy in her laps.
Playing at the kindergarten,
always I ran behinds the swirling fly.
And when I finished my rhymes,
I flared the candy bar from my pocket.
Then I reached my destiny,
where my bevy flourished.
I cherished my barn,
and with the scythe plowed my fate,
But now I am stranded alone,
and abstracted the warp around my eyes.
deferred from the laws of nature,
Now its more difficult to survive.
The bevy that grazed my land,
chuted to some blandished paradise.
Even my two lone accomplices (of candidness and truthfulness),
parted, leaving me lorn behind.
Now,these parched eyes only desires,
the pristine soul who nurtures my mind.
The womb where I can repose,
And the fetus is born again and evolves to life.