Night has fallen , darkness abounds
Somewhere in the wilderness , a lost soul hounds .
Was it his grief that was profound
Or his adversaries that had brought him face down on the ground .
I know not but am bound to trudge along and see
Cause the dreadful whining wont let me breathe free .
As I draw close , shiver runs down my spine
I reproach myself for wandering off , yet keep on saying "everything is fine" .
At some distance i chance upon a mound
A few steps more and an epitaph is what i found .
I bend down for the thick layers of dust needs to be blown away
The wind seems to be assisting me , as the trees begin to sway .
Light from the crescent moon falls on the engravings
I slowly start to read , giving way to my inner cravings .
"As i lay herein , I am glad i can no longer be seen
They will never come to know of the remorse that lies within
Thou aren't aware of the bouts of miseries that had grown
Cause a cheerful countenance is what i had always shown
My dreams kept getting out of sight
Yet i garnered hope to plunge in for a last fight
I succumbed coz against destiny i had no might
In the end , had to accept my woeful plight ."
Dumbstruck i frantically start to search for the day
When the poor man had to finally go away .
I find none
The day that signified that Satan had finally won !
Amidst the turmoil of emotions , a thought suddenly dawned
There lay no man and so no mention of the day was to be found .
It was my own soul that was making the call
The one that had bore all and taken the fall .
All that remained of me is this mortal body
A futile mind that makes me do menial work that's quite shoddy .
I pluck a black rose and lay it on the solitary grave
For my soul that never was , as they termed it 'rave' ...
