When darkness is a friend you need,
When winter sings you frozen leads ,
When dimming is the world of life ,
Play host not to wisdom's wife.

You approached the chalice of despair,
Stained your memories , fickle but fair,
For when reality left you speechless and astounded,
You rode high on the ***** of abandoned.

The season has changed , but so should we ?
Why would you let broken shackles be ,
Your different self .

Did you try ripping pages from your past,
And drift in the seas of memories,
Without a mast.
Even Oaks shed their leaves once a season,
It's not about regret,
It's about reason.

Like the silent eye of the raging storm,
In a world of demagogues , you defy the norm,
Let the bells of freedom toll for you ,
And paint love in a different hue .