A dark curtain of a night fell from across the river green
With huge trees that looked like demons to a five
year old.
Then almost twenty years later they came back as
crossroads
And having to face the worst possible mistake in
life.
The nights that followed were all full of fears of
future,
Till you came with your music and took them all
away;
But now that you are also gone, the fears are back
The intense loneliness and the few words once
again.
You with your music could sweep all those fears
away,
You with your love could erase the fears from the
years
Yet you have made the night bleaker and darker,
Wringing away the life that throbbed in these bone
cavities.
The nights of unknown fears of future were much better
Than
these nights of fearful knowledge of separation.
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