By Jeune Esprit
Waking from the dream, it was still dark,
Of the world, was there no spark.
Blues were tremendous, powerful and harsh
In the night, up the sky, there were no stars.
Thought as i was lost.
No dearness, no lovliness, if was there something, only lonliness
In the due time, found a friend.
Unlike normal, intangible and away from trend.
Name of him was dark,
Like me, there left no spark,
Never spoke a word, but healed me
'cause instead of bending, i broke the tree.
After sometime, found a new friend,
Same like before, intangible and not normal.
But it had some feel, and an ability to heal,
Name of her was silence, she was sweet, peaceful and grey,
They were a couple, happy, supporting and stray.
Both took care of me as thier child, like i grew mild.
Without them, there found no dearness,
But what i found was only lonliness.
After a long time, i found myself,
Stronger then before, and wiser therefore,
Dearness could not help, as lonliness did,
Darkness and silence never left me, but why plastics called them weed?
When I'll be asleep forever, my soul wont be there anywhere,
That day darkness could not leave and silence'll be friend,
And I'll be there alone, like everybody,
Only my dearness, and my lonliness and my lonliness.