Oh I lost it. I lost that thought which came amidst chaotic calmness. I related to it as a mermaid's lost song, oh how happy I felt to have thought of it in the first place. I remember the tune, it still rings in my deaf lobes. Do re mi fa.... The words, those words are lost in the dictionary. A dictionary to those words that existed for the briefest of moments and like smoke extinguished without even a slight trace of existence. I sat down and tried to relive those moments that led me to the no-land. But alas, the castle was burned down and I sipped the thought of extinction. I sat there staring at stars which were hidden inside the blanket of clouds but they did exist. Just like those lost thoughts that do exist but are indeed covered., yet to be found. I thought of him yet again. I dreamt of the starry night too. I wondered if that character I once read about that made me fall in love with myself was him? I thought of us. A fading silhouette of him. I felt that separation even though I never met him in the first place. I waited as the thoughts sank deep in my wandering mind. Pinned myself like a dead butterfly behind the glass shield.., numb soul-less and everything in between!
The time thus stopped, still
Between then and the now,
Then was forever beautiful
Now is undulating but infernal.
Forever is hence a myth,
Tied between the bygone
And the moments yet to come
Stuck, unmoving and dead.
The rise of an era, indeed
Was not a beginning either,
It was called upon by turmoil
And the sacrifices of all.
Them all, gave up all they could
Left behind what they had,
They managed to flee, evacuate
But couldn't untie the chain.
The chain that was tied
So fast around their souls,
Choked, breathless, unmoved.
They cried, longed, lamented.
The emotions they were bound to
Took a toll on them once again,
The empire did rise again,
Them, all, remained the same!
Between then and the now,
Then was forever beautiful
Now is undulating but infernal.
Forever is hence a myth,
Tied between the bygone
And the moments yet to come
Stuck, unmoving and dead.
The rise of an era, indeed
Was not a beginning either,
It was called upon by turmoil
And the sacrifices of all.
Them all, gave up all they could
Left behind what they had,
They managed to flee, evacuate
But couldn't untie the chain.
The chain that was tied
So fast around their souls,
Choked, breathless, unmoved.
They cried, longed, lamented.
The emotions they were bound to
Took a toll on them once again,
The empire did rise again,
Them, all, remained the same!
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