In pale yellow screaming dusk
He stands out taking puffs
With building’s standing tall
His soul and heart make a brawl,
Years and years of her morning call
Today she missed out as he had to fall
Welcome to new era of happiness
As everything and everyone turns him to sadness,
Every year morning started with her taunt
As he was not expecting what he had brought,
Give his life some flavours
Because death came from a group of traders
Taking heart and leaving soul
His tears test the occupance of the life’s bowl,
Clearly she was the light
Yet his chase was never too bright
As he grows grief in a dim light
snow is where he shall die right.
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