Abhishek Kumar Singh (08/06/1994)
A Coin For K.D.N.
this rhyme penned in depths would never be born,
it's all airy fairy it's all airy fairy!
so here the reed bleeds in worry on a paper!
here the reed hurry bleeds in dark to seek,
a coin again that shone in my favor!
so here this song echoes
in chambers of heart to the tunnels of skull,
when a brook's shield looks at me:
i never had been through ridges of peaks
as a seeker of falls i fallen, falling while felt too weak
to nail the air for a hang but my soul's soul begged-off
to bid farewell to my soul,
crafting the crafts for a war of nothingness
being an alien to an audience!
my eyes went to travel afar from lights
when endings were about to end at every end's beginning!
& i went too poor on my shadow's feet,
on the knees i arrived to myself
but right before i joined my palm to this pandemonium!
i found that lost coin Goldened more than sun! clinking to self!
when all my key holes were lightened,
the time looked back not only once! for his shadows
when there was only the need of nothing else!
death came to me anyhow once in a form of life,
just to to ask the cost of that golden rust?
i said, have you never ever peeped your insides?
the coin was priceless but not priceless to find
& the coin self-clinking! was too lost to shine,
just to find others like me who were too lost in nights.
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