As the words remain hidden in the quilt of heart, The moments of life went unnoticed like a missed dart.
The experiences turned thy hairs grey, Time slipped out of the hands like the hunter’s prey.
The years of search never seems to end, Left behind is an old fort with no one to defend.
Realization struck hard as the time went by, No inspiration in the heart or the person for whom he could cry.
The adventurous journey came to an instant halt, The box of sweet memories when opened taste nothing but salt.
The dreams of thy fairyland faded in blink of an eye, All he could see that inspiration slowly die.
Tender wind turned into a vicious storm, Created havoc in thy life and broke the will to go on.
He fought hard with all his might, waiting for skys to shower a little bit of light.
Like Jason held on to his faith in the darkest of nights, He yielded his sword during the times when there was none to stand for the right.
Out of the darkness their comes the light, Remains of those dreams gave birth to new inspiring nights.
As the words remain hidden in the quilt of heart, The moments of life went unnoticed like a missed dart.
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