In the wake of dawn
The lights are off to break,
A new day waits
With the same old heartbreak.
I search for solitude,
I seek revolution,
A sight of despair,
To find a final solution.
The streams are heavy
The sail looks hard,
On the voyage to glory,
The ship which I steered.
The night is here
Darkness on her side,
Seems like asking me
"Are you closer to this time?".
Of all the other night's
Will make it the longest,
Another page to my struggle sonnet,
To see my name on the stage.
Short stories writer, an art lover
from NorthEast, India.