CRY OF THE SKY

Swarm
I drip down the air
Away from the sun’s blare
My tears are all scattered
My memories all revised

As I sweep down the tree and see the flower
Kissed by the swarm of the bee
I relieve my birth
As I pass by my shed fears

As I reach the river
Thee
A new life to live by
Biding a goodbye

Tomorrow is my future
Today will be my past
I’m my future
Just as, I’m my past and my present

-Kashish Chadha

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