musings amidst the sky and stars

reflections in prose and poetry


longing

i did my best to please –
to show thoughts so sincere —
yet for all the efforts and work —
all does not matter for all its worth.
as i walk away from your shadow of despair-
from your memories now stained, beyond repair–
unbelievably true, i cannot fathom all pain—
but while all is lost, hope is there for the rain…
to fall.



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