Wild winds blew..wrecking my soul....
lost somewhere amidst the mist of self-suspicion , waiting for the Moon to unveil it's beauty again.
Waiting for the Moon to shine on my soul and illuminate me as it use to do before.
Is the wait worth?
Endless questions followed,as the grey casket hid the shimmering Moon more n more.
Mind felt lost in an unknown path ,conscience seemed to be fading whilst solving my inner conflicts.
Tranquility is all what existed.
Gales grew stronger with every passing second as I felt my inner self loosening its grip from my soul.
Nights of peacefullness had suddenly turned into a havoc of reckless thoughts.
In the quest of stars ,I turned my head up just to witness the skies filled wid an air of desolation and nothingness.
The winds whistling through my ears,cold rain drops ruthlessly piercing every inch of my skin , the smell of the Earth no longer enticed me ,neither did it produce a smile of relief.
Dangling arms of the great tress made them seem like monsters so big. But,oh ! were they just dead branches or was my fear making them look more dreadful ?
Songs loosing their charm, dance loosing its vibe or was it just my inner self fighting wid death ?
The chimes broken , flowers fallen , clock stopped ticking and the tress left wid no leaves.
Oh The storm ! is it gone or is it just the silence prevailing before another storm yet to come ?
