
Do not dream nor anticipate my arrival
Either way I will not come
Let
The snow of winter
The rain of storm
The hail of disaster
Be your tears
That’ll flow like the river
For I am
Not what you hope I would be
I am
A disgraceful advanced grade
A rose without its petals
A body without life
A shattered fantasy
Disguised deceivingly
Do not entertain
Night filled dreams
Do not urge
Day filled sorrows
Forget me
And the piercing pain shall be less
Release the tension in the air
Do not dream nor anticipate my arrival
Either way I will not come
Do not
Cease the day
But
Cease the hope
For it shall disappoint
Written by: Soshinie A. Singh
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