THE OBLIVION
Lost deep in the windy roar
Shrills of grief from the core
Swept away in the stormy rain
Tears of gloom from eternal pain
Awaiting eyes exhausted to sight
The sparkling daylight of delight
Scattered far in the blizzard of fall
The shoots of hope beyond recall
All the chimes that winds rhyme
Left behind in the sands of time
As the ballads dwell in the pavilion
Remind my heart of the past oblivion.
Many tales untold....tears uncaught...wounds unseen....remain close to the battered heart and the witness of the nature which played their part in encrypting the feelings beyond exhume....
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