Under One Sky

Writing my journal of life

Telling secrets to the stars

I lay, mixing metaphors in the park

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I wish the sun breaks the grey clouds

The stars, I don’t see them shining

Only but for the silver lining

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Nights are creeping in

Rain pouring over my skin

If I push out my walls,

Will you come, stay with me?

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Help me hold your hand

When you sleep so deep

Let me see you smile

Give me a chance to dream

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It’s a long journey

But do tell me, are you beside me?

Under this one open sky

If I do, will you lay with me?

-Prasad

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