Nights are melted by morning dews
Sculpturing the tears is tried anew
Known life is depended on death for salvation
While life is just death’s incarnation
Blue seems to have frozen over days
Dews are iced each eye says
Bracing breadth to feel a sense
Penance to them were long back sentenced
Belongings carry us to the grave
Once again dew tries to be brave
When imprint were captured for real
Realized brutality of every deal!!!
