A Vacant tomorrow...

A Vacant tomorrow.....

The sky bears a crimson hue ....
kohl- brown eyes gaze heavenwords....

Ravenous clouds veil a dying sun....
...enliven shades of refreshing green....
....her eyes can no longer hold....
....salty waters of the pain she has borne....
....There's not a soul to drink her sorrow.....
...lies in front of her a vacant tomorrow....
....The scars on her cannot be erased.... by violent winds of fleeting moments....
......Nor can the rain...wash away sins unspeakable....
...There's not a soul to drink her sorrow.......
drenched in the rain....is the vacant tomorrow....


Shail Bhatnagar