Alas the Sound
Alas the sound…
The time when I fell asleep
Heard the sound
It was a silence snip
It passed through the field
Moved through out echoing..
With wind acting as the barrier shield
How how could it fade?
Leaving me alone to far far away…
Oh the as if being thrashed with a whip of blade
Oh thy sound of demise
U took me off so far
That I was unable to realise
Oh oh I left
Keeping everything aside
My soul was theft
Now I move with the wind
Rise with the sun
Float with cloud of flint
As am left alone with the empty sound
Lonely lonely is the word for my feel
I am still in grief ohh I heard the sound
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