Silence heavy or dominating every corner of life.
Pain pouring, taking whole space of happiness..
It may be that pain pouring down from the sky to distorted house.
Emotional stories of life, lost in the dust of road of pain...
A mournful plea of life takes me away...
No scarerism touches me now, as cold winter moon streams it well before..
Black nights rejoice me at every corner.
As, my interior not getting the lights of day... 🙁🙁🙁