The world isn’t convinced of the melancholic smiles

Each particle of radiance holds a sense of disquiet

An uncomfortable blend of nature’s concern

For, unspoken sorrows diffuse into erratic patterns

Ignored sentiments often conspire in solitude

Seeking a suitable language for they could be heard

Some brilliance is insufficient to efface the darkness

All about the time which once was neglected

Reappears from the crevices of an unknown eternity


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