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Dwindling sky and
drudging sun,
remember these days when
frustration fills air.
chaos is what I smell around
and I see,
they are escaping the weight of darkness,

Dwindling sky and
drudging sun,
remember these days when
frustration fills air.
chaos is what I smell around
and I see,
they are escaping the weight of darkness, from this city of manipulation.

unscrupulous theories,
crack philosophies,
cowards rule castles
and hypocrites preach
liberalism and tolerance.

I  feel,
I should walk on the road,
and seek if there remains few
who can yet sing, laugh, cry and live
on their own wish,
without having to escape the weight of darkness


I am leaving my friend,
this search of hypothesis
It is mirage for me
I  will walk away,
and may you remember,
when i escaped the weight of darkness,
I  left a poem to live in the city