I closed my eyes,
Closed the door of my heart,
Enclosed my soul; turning on hinges,
In confinement of cage,
Behind opaque separation,
Of yours feeble excuses,
To fly away from my horizon,
To fly away from my sight.
And I let you fly.
Summer came and summer gone,
But dark clouds amalgamate,
When monsoon invade and frown,
Without giving a sign,
Amidst my emotion of abundance,
In thy arid horizon of mine,
Every nook and Southern corner,
Turning it tarnished black,
Dark sensation of becoming blind,
Pouring salty tears of regrets,
Onto my bare and naked wound,
Piercing those gray tone of,
Floating, heavy and obscure,
Lumps of my raging hatred,
Under gloomy sky; nailing me down
Falling from winking stars,
Upon thy tarred blanket of,
My loath full and resentful
Imagination of your evil inside.
And I let you fly through thy whole,
You created in me; in my deep inside.
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