Into the Shades
The unfolded pages,
One after another were lining,
Into the rows,
But the shades were hanging as bats.
You was somewhere in my loneliness.
I felt emptiness,
Everywhere, there my dried tears,
Explored a story of my poverty,
My wounded untidy feet,
Marked my identity on the colored petals,
Where I were walked since my birth,
And sculptured my journeys as you drew a map,
I travelled alone in my dreams.
A hope was fleecing,
And fiercing upon me,
Only you were waving through the pages,
And words were garlanding my path,
Memories were streaming my heart,
Love is a destination,
That is only a human achievement.
Don’t disappoint me,
I ‘re born only for you.
My colour, caste, and race,
That is only my identity of mankind.
People love colours,
When they choose a bunch of flowers.
People love their castes,
When they develop relations,
People like different races,
They enjoyed their hobbies,
When they breed costly races,
I ‘d never seen any danger,
Human enjoyed faith,
Where friendship was loyal.
Snake, Loin, Elephant and Tiger,
That was only my trust,
But you destroyed my destiny,
Where a path was flooded,
And you lost somewhere in bloodshed.
My innocence was crying in my loneliness.
A tone was chasing me in the darkness.
Where nobody has his destiny.
Poverty was growing the Paths.
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