Cloaked Heart Saga
Season-1: Graving Ourselves
We are graving ourselves in the middle of the trail,
Breathing smoke as air, skeletons block our way.
this path is ours, ash as rose on the floor.
This moon is too close to us burning our own sights.
These stars are blind in the middle of the night.
Our hearts are too wild to be graved,
Let them be blind, we can find our own way.
I can help you cross the floor and breathe this smoke,
Let them be close, I will reflect the sight on the floor.
Season-2 : We Were Playing
We called those stars blind
but they helped us hide in light.
We cloaked ourselves in quiet, and the moon belived the lie.
They saw us breathing smoke,
The soil, like saviour, gave us hope!
This grave is Deepo, smiling at us
like he wants to keep us in touch.
A mirror as our pawn on the floor,
Protecting us from the skeleton store.
It made them look — no place to hide.
Their faces burned in their own sight,
And the moon, once clever,
now burns with them.
Now we are in Deepo,
watching for an opening window.
A window where pluto sings- love unhexed,
in moonless light.
Fireworks are rising, feeling ignite,
We survived, just to scream — I love you tonight.
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