For Something

A monument that grieve always A tribute to the lost in shadows Fervor still anguish in its corner Loneliness captured its big tombs Here never written any melodies No canvas is rewarded on time Stones dream of a lovely shrine Crafted a base of deadly sorrows Nobody peeped through long windows Vacant yards echoes silence It's a tomb that mourn for decades Sometimes a fate of lovely things Fate is an artist in its style Paint all with its lovely brush Mark there shadows for something Those shades will glitter for the lost…. ©2017 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.