Sitting under the shades of heaven, I gaze at the glazing stars. The shimmering moonlight mirrored in my eyes for hours, Reflected in me bleak thoughts in scores, The one that I had never encountered before.
Yes, I was strong But I realized something that proved me wrong. I was always the one to win over a strife. But now I sit here like a funk scared for my life.
By the fear of death, is now my mind shadowed. My radiance of hope is slowly gonna be faded. I could hear the symphony of my silver tears, Which dampen my cheeks with jet of fear.
As time flew, my hope gave way, Oh, I know, the clock even ticks the life away. I want this storm to be pacified, I need assistance for this riddle to be clarified.
My heart is bruised by these thoughts so deterrent, I wanna set myself free, from this intimidating enchantment. So, I wait here for the light on the horizon, To see what is it a harbinger of in my life's Caspian, A stellar of bliss or horrifying Stygian.