Through my quests and stay on earth
I've never been this glint
As my glees faded away, slowly,
Hanging behind the spurious pleasure of delightedness.
'You are still young for worries'; they'll say.
But they never knew the darkest pressure
Hanging behind my brightest pleasure!
For months, I've been walking through the darkest hour
Where life had jostled me to.
And life itself has been the darkest place;
As the whole world is in uproar
And a deadly pandemic, spreads all over
There is no safe place in town
And no solace in the hood...
Behold! The Darkest of the Hour!
© Ola.J
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