Defining Dots
In this flow of all things uncertain
Let a dot be defined to its deep
All things that I found when left me
rolling into my age
The enigma of time
questioning the truth of many lies
All is it yet roaming with garments of emptiness
A truth is to be veiled if a truth is to be said
I have heard your voice
But your words speak in melody of silence
Yesterday sometimes bridges routes to today
with ages longer than us
We have vowed to be lost travelers
and our purpose is fulfilled
in the turning lanes of birth and life
The last touch have not yet lost
To live with as breath is conquered
As long as the fight goes on
I and you too shall never wait
I do not possess trophies of defeat
that I can console you with
You and I too must keep faith
This is not our last fight for
The last touch of a lost string
The charm of music created by midnight
A dancing firefly, all shall comeback
again carrying the night
poem by Aman Saa
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