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Idle reason
When the lights go at the bay
and the sun brightens the moon
When the darkness hugs my day
it's black shades empower me soon
When the music of nights
sign their copyrights for me
And black shades are fearless of lights
I sit with whole of a dried sea
When a curve on my face
opens my very eyes
An unknown visible spirit prays
to be painted on your dice
When I recall the caves
where we both laughed together
The dried pillow, just to know, craves
why we could never cry together
When the moon stands idle
listening to my silence
And the stars beautifully doodle
Only then I cry, not always
© Sabita
and the sun brightens the moon
When the darkness hugs my day
it's black shades empower me soon
When the music of nights
sign their copyrights for me
And black shades are fearless of lights
I sit with whole of a dried sea
When a curve on my face
opens my very eyes
An unknown visible spirit prays
to be painted on your dice
When I recall the caves
where we both laughed together
The dried pillow, just to know, craves
why we could never cry together
When the moon stands idle
listening to my silence
And the stars beautifully doodle
Only then I cry, not always
© Sabita
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