By the day the dazzling delude Then the silence of the obscure The night betide bearing bare the feud These drops not the charming chore. That which in hiding fell Incessantly to perch as pearl Washing well the squalor before bell Oh! plead i take them through ordeal. To lay naked nocturnal soul That chose instead to stay silent To obey the pledged parole It not worthy of perennial penitent. In plentiful the pearl tonight Still sees it the concave down And cold they'll say, assuredly right, Pleads color that turned to frown. Rise again will the derisive discourse Scornfully swallowing the silent soul Reminiscent remains of recursive remorse For no whole it shall bear in its parole.
Friday, 22 March 2013
Posted by harshit at 00:38