Lost Amidst the Shadows Query
Flight as swift as sorrows wing,
Clasp our hearts and shield forthwith.
Descended from a million pars,
A light that looms above the stars.
Anguish that pelts with fury rains,
And burns the morrow 'til form 'tis lost.
This guilt that seeps and burrows deeply,
Unseen visage of horrors nightly.
Man induced by his own laws,
Judges what's best-
Sufficed decry.
Therefore the bird that flies above,
And shadows our hearts with fear prescient.
This Albatross of gloom
Shrieks the wails of death precinct.
---Dani.
p.s
Yeah, I don't know why I am such a depressed person! I mean I LOVE comedy. And yet that is exactly how I feel… and I have to write this down-I mean when it comes to me I stop functioning and become lost in a trance of words. It's like a reflection of my subconscious mind; the petals of my soul which fall decrepit and are upswept by the turbulent wind, to travel nimbly wherefore they choose…
