Thousand times numerous years
Hating the flashlights
Refusing the vitiate white

Enduring the darkness, somehow
Learnt to love and praise the nightfalls
Refusing the rays

But, obstacle by glowing rise of sun
Avoiding the shine, that affectionate vine
Refusing the essence

Roping collectively, the jute's clutch
Experienced first time
Refusal didn't help anymore

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Purest white with dark red dine
Refusal was now a thing of rare

Song of luminance with dimness
Something unheard of
Refusal was still heard of

Feathers on fire, hands on ashes
Eyes drugged up with the falling rain
Still, refusing rain that soothing rain

Game of refusal and acceptance
Players comprised destiny & cruel fate
Refusal will either accepted by fate or become destiny

The strong & ghastly storm
confusing the world to be fine same
Boat of woods with an orifice
gravitating towards furious way

The water, water in & out
Drowning is something sure
Before death don't intend to die

Oars in the hand of rower
the inexperienced one, unable
Still, slowly, stir the wooden paper's boat

Worrier doing the unintended slit on skin
Warrior brawling the slitted skin not to stop
Alteration of worrier to warrior

Something the hardest strive
Mind & heart losted hope
Soul the hapless one still struggling

But, Until when??
The span is gathered in few days
Till the last beat witnessing the riot

Between the storms of live created by life
pleasant gift of words strike the heart
Ready to give the tremendous soul

Yet finding self in mist of deface the pious grace and rifting the storms with
withdrawal of soul Ohh!! the innocent one