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The fragrant day was shrinking anyway,
Affording night to finalize its closure.
I caught a flash of the discharging ray
Erasing any chance for true exposure.
The night advanced and veiled the streets and trees.
I stared at darkness: no belated walkers
To soothe me and ensure my release…
Jut quick inquiries and no lengthy talkers.
I shredded up my sadness and remorse
Through metal stakes of well-secured dwellings.
I had to change my undeveloped course
Between gray-iron casts and mural swellings.
The night completely captured all my dreams
And emptied me to the extent of nothing.
The state of being and living as it seems
Was apt to crash with no signs of bluffing.
I liked her face; the rest was to assess
In close contacts and denied embraces.
I did attempt insisting to confess
If there were any other tempting cases.
But she was shrewd though vacant for a while
And passed by me without observation.
I felt again – my comeback was exile
And solitude and subject to privation.
Oh yes! My comeback was a stupid act.
I found devastation and exception.
The past of mine developed cataract
That stopped me from reflection and selection.
Again I searched by walking here and there.
Alas! I lost her – she was gone forever.
I knew she was too cruel and unfair,
Exploring wrongful feeling and endeavor.