Shadows of time past,
haunts,
dreams of morrow
hollowed today
paves the way
harsh and narrow
Sins of fathers,
Visits,
the graves of the sons
With inescapable candor
Leaves,
An inexplicable sorrow
In the glow of shine-less sun
And a moonless night
haunts,
dreams of morrow
hollowed today
paves the way
harsh and narrow
Sins of fathers,
Visits,
the graves of the sons
With inescapable candor
Leaves,
An inexplicable sorrow
In the glow of shine-less sun
And a moonless night
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The picture posted above this sums up this write..:)
seems like its written for it,but, in a paradoxical realm around it..:)
Sins of fathers,
Visits,
the graves of the sons
With inescapable candor
Leaves,
An inexplicable sorrow
In the glow of shine-less sun
And a moonless night
an art with dark hues..well handled..:)
Good one meena..:)
:) thank you dear!
DARK. Reminds me of darkness, cold and dread :|
Hi ican'd tell any words to tell that poems even the beautiful pictures. When i see that time my heart falls like that leaf and petals .......
i think your mind is like mine...
thank you
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