The perception of a manifestation That appeals to all unknown, Is beyond all brimming thoughts, Transcending a path unrivalled. Lamenting about the by-gone times, Ushers a wave, dark and devil, Sweeping over fresh blossomed moments, With memoirs becoming memories. The yearn for love and a heart, Is kicked with a foot of hatred And its unmade dent of emotions Is filled with tears- never meant. It spreads its arms of bliss