Libraries: Poetry and Song Lyrics
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The story of a story being destoried
It is another such night
When the pitch-dark sky
Wears the ornament of a million stars,
Each of which seems to be lonely,
As lonely as me.
The soft breeze hits my face
And reminds me of the fragrance of your breath,
May be trying to convey those untold words of yours -
Sweeter than those you uttered.
I know not where you are.
Doesn’t night fall there too?
Don’t the gusts of rain-drenched winds
Fill your heart with the pain of our departing kiss?
The dew drops on the grass tops –
Tears that I can neither shed nor swallow.
The cool of the night reminds me
Of the warmth of your embrace.
Your eyes – darker than the depression
Of the moonless night,
More intoxicating than the strongest wine,
More trapping than the spider-web
That entangles its victim with the least effort.
The crescent moon,
Vague behind the cloudlets,
Reminds me of your smile
That has stayed in my heart
Long after it disappeared,
As hope lingers
In the heart of the defeated soldier
Even ages after the battle is lost.
Human heart is often defeated but never destroyed.
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