The night calls out for you..
She flies across the sky spreading the shine
And the stars line up the que.
Standing in the frosty skies,
Drowning in her miseries,
Holding her tears back,
Oh Angel, Let it all go...
And the morning comes,
The grass is flooded with dew
Hiding a sea of Grief
The morning Glory Shines,
and the angel continues to whine
Oh Angel, let it all go
The dew rests on the blade
Hiding from the sun, Seeking some shade,
Wants to dance under the blue skies,
It has to slip away, no matter how much it tries.
Through the sunrise to sunset
Her eyes still remain wet,
The darkness fills the sky,
Yet again Tear drops fall, I wonder why !!
-Divya Hegde
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