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Darkness

As I sit within these walls
Those thoughts, the mind recalls
Craving for that cosy hand
With that familiar blue band

The shadows in the moonlight
Search for the bright sunlight
That once existed, for long
Without any inhibitions, forlorn

The breeze sings in midnight
Though the clock waits for the light
With the miles crossing by
But the moon floats, as its own alibi

The walks sing their ballads
Out when they call, the nomads
Those who belong to this world
Yet, while they lie all curved

Along the streets, they speak
Of stories which call them a freak
Smile along they do with might
When others smirk at their sight

Forget those who are bemoan
Running behinds dreams flown
Chasing peaks which are unreachable
Carrying loads pretty unbearable

A day shall come, long-drawn
When the time will dawn
Upon them with a light so bright
Fight, they shall, with all their might.

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