Shayan SarkarI will keep this for later.
This unending cycle of thunder and storm
that reign my heart:
I will let it remain.
Later when I am traveling on a distant train,
or on some nights of unending rain:
maybe then, maybe then
there will be time for
me and all the rhyme,
to sit and talk of my life in vain.
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