As the darkness of night
Gradually unveils itself ,
My heart starts craving for
The glimpse of that
beautiful dazzling silver light
That shows up everyday
Just after the sun goes back
Sometimes a half or
In the form of a crescent or
Appears fully illuminated
or sometimes camouflaged
with the buttermilk sky
Just like the gloomy night ,
My dismal heart turns to euphoric
As if , the asystole returns
Into the rythmatic pattern of heart
Reviving the soul once again
Assuring that there's always someone
Who will illuminate the soul ,
Listen to the pain of the broken soul
And , take the pains away
And , just when the dawn breaks
It vanishes , making me wait
For the night, till it arrives again
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