Iris

 I heard your prayer
I saw you cry
It was a painful sight
The flowers you lay
got washed away
without a  smile
they graced the occasion
as a ritual on a usual day
My remains now washed away
with showers on the rainy day
When the moon took time
couldn't decide
whether to rise 
or remain harboured in its hideaway
For a while I craved
to be in your arms again
When I heard the sound of respite
I knew he has chosen to be magnanimous today
Am on a boulevard
that would take me away
from heart aches
I made up my mind
not to look back again
I looked at the sky
took a glimpse at glorious way
I lost my sight
when Iris held my hand that I waved
She whispered " Don't you worry
I am here to guide you to the world of fame
away from notoriety , away from the world
that lives in a guise "
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