It’s Futile

Temerity of darkness within

Unwelcome the morning brightness

With disdain staring at sunbeams

Mistaking them to cage dreams

Roused distrust on life’s course

Feeble whispers from fallow fields

Stirring passive emotions are futile

Kind horizon tales are unheard

Every touch of life feels unwanted

A long unawakened journey  

Difficult to stir true passions

Earth’s gloom is pervasive

Difficult for fallen dreams

Climbing across rough terrains

Without bleeding profusely

Darkness unable to heal

When potion blended with evil


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