When the colours fade and reality sets in;
The crowds disperse and I am empty within.
The darkness creeps in as daylight meets its demise;
I fantasise about sunshine, while my mind fuels deny.
Chained to the confines of my mind;
A distant memory of once one of a kind.
A voice that fades away into the wilderness;
Meek and faint, unheard among others' busyness.
Forgotten among the hustle of life;
No one even knows if I am alive for another fight.
More and more I fade away;
Each time the sun crosses a day.
In the shadows of the dispersing crowd, I lie sorrowfully;
When the colours fade, the forgotten Lily.
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Varsha Elizabeth
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I really enjoyed this set of poems!