With the sweet words
And the smile on the face
Accolades for everyone
Withering each day,
From the dusk to dawn
Hearing the bursting of cloud
With the flash of thunderstorm
Waiting each day for the rain
To the sweet face, drenching it wet
Seeing their gates wide open
Smiling each day, for the drops to come.
Standing at the station
Watching the train stops.
Yearning for my dear to appear.
With all the whistling vanishing
the platform gets clear.
Walking like an agitated stoic soul
To the jungle of beast kinship
Getting weak by its dementor
Until, a glowing sweet soul,
With eyes wide glancing,.
Like an apparition so high but so nigh
Calling to the awaited fane..
Giving me the cup free of frivolity
Free of all ill taint.
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