Life is a tale

  
By Munaj Gul

The teary eyes ever seem sanguinity

Thou told the indelible moments seem alike

In thinking he was hopelessly lost

But he was heartened by the sight of a familiar farmhouse

In a sudden

His eyes slowly became accustomed to the dark

In the dwelling!

The refulgence of a full moon on a clear autumn night

Made only memories!

But you couldn’t think straight

Sitting in darkness, 

Thinking about the days

But!

The moon was a lucent orb in the cloudless autumn

 sky

You remembered the smiles!

In remembering!

The nights converted into days and days into nights.

But!

Thou only sat near the graveyard

I thought a lot!

Might thou talked with the dead-soul

Thou told the dead soul is ever alive

In the graveyard 

But!

Thou only smiled

On that day I heard 

the most bizarre story.

But!

Someone wished to be demented

In the world of solitary

He lived no more

When!

Thou wrote, ” Life is a tale.”

The teary eyes ever seem sanguinity

Thou told the indelible moments seem alike.

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