Silent whispers

A dark room
Behold someone moans
whose cries and sighs do I hear
whose warm tears do I feel
It might rain tonight
For nature comprehends the best.
Hark…still I can hear them
My gaze penetrates through the darkness
Nothing is to be seen
It’s depressing me
Is it my hallucination?
Or
My own soul…???

the new Dawn

A moonlit night
the darkened room
a candle burns…
burns that reflect mute stoicism
preserve it, for the apocalypse is not far,
It nears with every passing moment…
Yonder’s the hazy view
You grope, but all in vain;
Fall into the abyss
Of unfathomable depths
Much has been endured
Stoicism prevails, but no more…
Light dawns upon
A knock at the door
Its nearing I had said
Calling you, it draws near
Unveil your real self
Nothing’s left to be feared
Be the scavenger
Cleanse the world…
The sun shines strongly
They were warned
I told, it neared….

Gushing through the mEAnDeRs...

You roar like a valved sheath
I stare like an empty street
The whirlpool of fervor holds me by…

I cry in silent tears
Your thoughts, I am sorry they are not clear
Overwhelmed with emotions I am tonight…

It feels I weren’t sane ever
Inclined towards deprivation of my Dexterity…