Under The Benighted Sky
Under the benighted sky, I used to feel my thoughts blending making roar,
All thoughts within my mind had waged mutual consistent war
Mystify to identify what was delusion and what was real,
Causes of delusions were unclear
Steadily time kept on changing with seasons unending,
My world was spinning empty days and nothing were there to be claimed
Then I dived into an ocean of hopefulness between perplex waves to find out my aim,
Here I stand up holding an hourglass of eternity that trickles sand endlessly,
Becoming more self-conscious, letting myself to be with more stable emotions,
Chasing dreams, my ambitions go far beyond the horizons,
Now a vision dropped in, standing on the sands of time but destination still to be claimed,
As the sun vanishes and the moon gear up to take on the skies,
With a gaze to the calm eternal sky with twinkling stars…
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