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Armeen Ahmed
Armeen Ahmed
Published On Jun 19th 2014
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Late at night,
I entered my balcony.
To feel the enchanting of,
The breeze and skies.
The moonlight which shadowed trees.
I asked myself the purpose
As to why,
I stand here.
I was glad to answer,
That many a times,
Our actions don't have a purpose.
Yet, it does not define.
That our actions end: purposelessly.
For the balcony, the deep dark night.
Reminded me: the purpose of life.
We aren't destined,
To stand still,
For a lifetime in search of light.
While we ourselves,
Choose the dark.
The winds touched me gently and bade me,
A goodnight actually.
For it knew,
I'll go back: to sleep.
While dreaming the dreams.
That one huge canvas,
Is still unpainted.
I need to sort out: the colors.
And paint.
The Bright Daylight.
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