The Morning brings naught but
a paleness in sun’s glare ,
Among the bleached out stars,
Broken dreams,in grief,left to stare…
The splendor of the moon banished into
the hollow day time shadows,
From the deep of the core,the sobs;
Reverberates in its echoes….
Lurks behind the misty eyes,the love;
Blurred appears the elegance,
As God walks into exile
Along the souls’ deafening silence….
#dedicated to Sachin Lord Tendulkar..
