Saturday, 26 December 2015

The Unsung

In the stroke of midnight
i turn on the lights
a sudden void fills me in
dreams and hopes once i have seen
seems fading away from the sight

the guitar stares at me
and tells me i was wrong
when i had everything under the sun
life meant just few moments of fun
too proud to hear the echo of the distant word
and all six strings failed to give you a chord
and it remained a silent , unheard song

it was still the midnight
and i turn off the light
may the dawn will bring me the song
for which i craved
all these years long..

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