....GOLDEN....
....GOLDEN....
When my pallid turns vivid.
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When day will start to set
I will fly with you
When this will turn pallid
I will turn to create your world vivid
When day grows into your reason to fret,
I will become your wonderland
When life forces you to lament
I will lead you to a reason to laugh again
When everything follows dark
I’ll be your never ending golden
When ocean chills will mock
I’ll be your flare of warmth
When trouble of waves will outmarch
Then I’ll soak and expunge your every disregard
When you will dive further into the bleaker side
Then I will be your brighter end
When silence will poison your every haven
I will whisper to you from your window sill
And be your shoulder to lean
When hate seals your world,
I will burn them with lovelorn rays
When you will be lonesome
I will be there with you at the end of the day
To make your life golden again.
~Arushi Sahu
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