POEM - Me and The Light

Writing poems in this light

Light witnessing all my mights

Years i cried, years i tried

Thrombing i reach, quietly i go

My heart awaits for things I don't know

Goodbye Said, every spirit i reached

Awaiting in the greetings,

Which i know, i'll never recieve

The falls i want to witness

Are perhaps in a white mistic relief. 

Sitting lonely, sitting quietly

The birds coming and sabotaging

All my light, that'll always

Gaze at every 'might'

Tired with a heart full

With water and its fall

The clouds and the stars

The wind and its hour

The grass and its height

Funny tranquility but all in my mind

This light that sees eveything

How does it feel travelling?

From the ways where worlds submits.

You holy charm...with all this dust and the warm.

You know the places, i admire

I clean the ways, you wouldn't acquire

The dark valley beneath your rise

The dark souls that rule my mind

You, witnessing deaths of all my dreams

Pretty little light, i know, you see everything.

- Aditi Singh