Life Was Not All Ashes

Life was not all ashes, yet it was spent turning to dust
How might I have spoken of the hardships I endured attempting to get to you?
The day passed away in the wake of someone’s memory
Evening came, and passed away showing a aching dream
The passing years yearned for better days
The time was such that I passed away bearing your fancies
The life which has the delight of having you foreordained
It knows how to keep promises, so I held on to you
Over there, life is, another name for indulgence
Yet, I strolled a long way to there with a desire
The night seeped in the midst of the whispering of loneliness
It was a dead silence yet I crossed it with words on my lips
The spaces of my heart often get startled
Whose voice would it say it was? Also, whom did it fade away calling?

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