Woman In Black!
Why are your eyes glowing so dark?
What are your woes?
Has the maker conspire with your foes?
Your eyes had been exuding blood far too long
Your soul is drowning in the seas of melancholic song
You can't sleep, you can't smile
Your eyes had been glued to that struggling fly
Woman in black!
What's that, your soul can't get back?
Your ears had been staring at your though
Your head had been replaying, memories you got
And slowly your eyes dripping red wine
Has your brain played any scene from an indian vine?
Woman in black!
What is it that you lack?
Are you mourning your bloodline death?
Or has the world reject your heart's facsimile breath?
The road seems so ageless for you to rode alone
The world seems too futile, with souls to match your bone
Ooo you beautiful young woman in bereaved attire
My senses are lane, I may not know your despair
But you cannot live this solitary dream all your life
So bury your inward struggle and lets play a song one fife
poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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