​THE DEMISE OF GRIEF

Once, an evening, I was vividly dreaming, I saw a silhouette of happiness, As if melancholy’s leaving

It sought for a plea, But I let it there to cease On the meadow of glee I waved sadness to leave.

With despair having a face of frown, the contentment was honoured with a crown.

Ending paved its way, I smiled and sighed, as it was far and away.

After, The silhouette appeared to be a bright sunshine, It held my hand, as if it was mine

The spontaneous feeling of joy pierced through me like an arrow, I really felt like I was finally out of those shattering sorrows

The sound of birdsongs were on my ears, I felt alive and joyous, Because I had no regrets or fear.

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