He had said all his goodbyes
He had no time for his pain
He hoped they will all understand
Didnt have anything else to gain

Life had been a brief stopover
To replenish his dog-tired soul
There was no hope in his Pandora's box
All dreams sucked by a mean black hole

Ah!! To be supped by all that gloom
There is so much pleasure in despair
He longed to hear that wicked smile
The Reaper with his pale death stare

But hark!!! Who pricks his beloved darkness?
And intrudes in his private moment!!!
Why pierce his pitch-black spirit?
The audacity to wreck his rant!!!

Did someone just touch his heart?
A recall from a past well blanked out
A dip in his inner sea of memories
A pulchritudous profile thrushed out

A longing, a desire, a simple wish
A feel of a beautiful future
Was all that a beam of hope needed
To rouse him into an ecstatic rapture

There is always something to love
Something to look for with gay
A beautiful dawn is close at hand
That will take your breathe away