@Gulbano 3 March 2021

Death of Exotica

Oh! Beautiful life of misery and pain Stop following the empty shadows of man To desire is mouth filled by ashes Reality is a bitter sweet and has lashes. Oh!My friend scared be not of dark and loneliness The spring and autumn wither its fragrance on your emptiness You need audacity and charming heart to feel. Only heart dares to quench that thirst to heel. Oh! Death punish not;her body is mortal and weak. Her soul is strong, made in forge of meek My exotica, thou are not dead, but asleep and dreaming. Oh people make no noise thou shall awake her Dreams of roses and joyous songs would back her She is tired of strife and meaningless life Bliss her God, be kind angel of darkness and light.