it is the portion of night
when you have this tendency to write
so many feelings to fight
and many memories of delight.
words flown
and seeds of thoughts were sown
Many memories to mourn
still some happiness are clowned.
it is the portion of night
where our stars shine
moon fills up with light
and dreams are mine.
so at this point in night
sleep sits beside me with pride
talks about life beyond my sight
after all of this I silently cried.
shashank mishra
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
it is the portion of night
when you have this tendency to write
so many feelings to fight
and many memories of delight.
words flown
and seeds of thoughts were sown
Many memories to mourn
still some happiness are clowned.
it is the portion of night
where our stars shine
moon fills up with light
and dreams are mine.
so at this point in night
sleep sits beside me with pride
talks about life beyond my sight
after all of this I silently cried.
shashank mishra
([email protected])
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