An empty sky beckons me,
few stars here and
there
twinkle
intermittently
flickering in
hopeless stare
The sky's a crystal
ball
beholding within it
foretelling the
future of all
How will you perform
tomorrow?
How will you manage
this sorrow?
Are you worthy of
your dreams?
Have you toiled
enough
to prove your
candidature,
or its mere
expectations
exceeding efforts
of a growing phony
stature?
Is the future dark or
bright
or again the demons
of past
will indulge in,
what could have been
possibly right
You fall short
when its time to
prove the mettle,
A sole Baggage of
regrets
with which
you have an entire
life to settle!
Rantings of an
unstable soul
sometimes wise,
sometimes hard to
console
A night sky is the
ultimate companion
with thoughts haywire
emotions brownian,
Its abysmal depth
is what will absorb
the low,
give out hint of hope
like its subtle
starry glow!
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