The eyes, the hair,
The future and the past,
Both black, both dark,
Seems so gloomy in my lot.
Of black I think a lot,
Of black futures in my thought,
Of a forgotten past that haunts,
And a love that taunts.
Amidst the black,
I ask,
Is there white in my rack?,
Will I be back?
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The darkness of night which is black but also has some patches of white in those twinkling stars... and we have to open our eyes and heart to find them in our world... :)
Warm wishes of new year
Trishna
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