“Omens”

Uneasy feeling of losing,
Unbearable moments of goodbyes,
Unusual blowing of wind,
These all are omens of an approaching epoch,
These are the omens of an ending era,
What control do you and me have,
On the changing face of season,
What control do you and me have,
On this transforming affair of mind…

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