IN AN UNSUNG REALM
In a small world of unsung realms
Where chaos alone sets its spree,
Let’s glide today in our little dreams
And sing a song on this evening.
Somewhere where chirp the birds,
They sing to the winds
Our tales since birth
Whispering the winds go past
Silent, sombre – we stand still in dark.
Striding alone the way through the woods
Listening with a ear of solitude
The dove says it’s all but us
And yet our eyes refute but dust
And we stay smitten by the dreams of luck
Luck that shall bring goodness and
Luck that shall bring some thrill
And what is goodness I know not
If not the songs that thee sings?
What is luck if not trance
Trance of life and will?
What is it that we strive for in life
If not a song to sing all times?
Hence, I stand in my world for ours
My dear friends...
May this song for last long...
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