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....
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