Children Of Paradise


This night with you and me

The pale moon

Besides the overtaking clouds

And the occasional drizzles

Here and there...


Our memories distant

And Closed

Even with the shadows of hope

And despair within our little fights

Like the children of Paradise


Time had played with us

Or we had spoiled it…

Yet tonight I can see you there

Alone with my memories

And here I’m with yours


The silent chords of sufferings

With all the strings of desires

Broken in shreds

With our names engraved on

The night is still unfolding dear…


August The 28th’ 2018

  • Author: NilavroNill (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 1st, 2023 11:18
  • Category: Reflection
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