Sky has Fallen
Though silence surrounds Tranquillity is out of bounds My heart is pacing And my mind racing Creating untamed dreams Fantasy world it seems Day or night, doesn’t matter The world is in constant chatter Time for oneself Too precious but not rare Opportunities are many How many? ... Too many Alas! They come and go in a flash Desires ... sought or unsought Whom they do not haunt? Conscience goes wry As we live in a world of lie(s) The voice within – muted and fretted Raises its head, to be crushed again The eyes are blinded by sparkles of joys Which are nothing but a part of Devil’s plan And all that glitters is not gold My senses are too drunk to feel that And when the devil executes its final plan The senses are back but to no use As the lethal blow has been delivered By no one else but myself, but myself... The sky has fallen....