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The Way Out Night
There are times, when souls are lost in the wilderness of memoirs,
dense and thick forests seems to be bind to their roots,
thou the unparalleled paths may lead 'em somewhere,
but do thee desire to walk endlessly and aimlessly?
and wait for the seasons to change and reasons to hold,
why drowning self in the melancholic pool of hope?
the dawn thy seek can't be witnessed with closed-eyes or in the caves,
“the road you take is the way you make”,
some hours are do dull and empty, and sure in some you are feeling thirsty,
even in rain, thy look upto grey clouds and wait for them to fade,
wither away with the soul of thine, scrounging joy in the ashes of light,
candles burning with no delight, just one more hour, to stay alive,
there's nothing that matters, “you were born to live till the day you die”
so what is keeping you there, in the middle of nowhere,
pave the way out, survive through the night, defeat the void, be the voice,
find the way, “the way of thy life”...
© Imagine
dense and thick forests seems to be bind to their roots,
thou the unparalleled paths may lead 'em somewhere,
but do thee desire to walk endlessly and aimlessly?
and wait for the seasons to change and reasons to hold,
why drowning self in the melancholic pool of hope?
the dawn thy seek can't be witnessed with closed-eyes or in the caves,
“the road you take is the way you make”,
some hours are do dull and empty, and sure in some you are feeling thirsty,
even in rain, thy look upto grey clouds and wait for them to fade,
wither away with the soul of thine, scrounging joy in the ashes of light,
candles burning with no delight, just one more hour, to stay alive,
there's nothing that matters, “you were born to live till the day you die”
so what is keeping you there, in the middle of nowhere,
pave the way out, survive through the night, defeat the void, be the voice,
find the way, “the way of thy life”...
© Imagine
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