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Cry

IN THE MIDST OF NIGHT
With a tint of fright
I heard someone Cry
To the toppest pitch at height
I looked here and seeked there
But no one was found
By my eye
I got up and heard
The Cry too wierd
Tried to trace it
By my ears
I dashed here and dashed there
And again came back
Finding nothing anywhere
The cry was loud
Filled with sorrow
The longings and pain
Were having a row
I felt as if
Melting was my heart
It was getting pierced
As if by many darts
And the cry was rising
Rising without a fall
As if it was
Giving someone
A call
At last my patience went to the peak
I abandoned to look
And stopped to seek
Cried loudly
Asking who was that to weep!!
At last
I caught
Some of its Visual sign
And "Oh!God, oh! man"
It was the thirsty soul
Of Mine!!
Written by Emohtep (Ashish)
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