it was dark
and heavy rain
there was thunder
there was lightning
wind was furious
wind, smashing everything on its way
my feet were rising from beneath
as if they were paper plates
i held on from being blown away
held on to the small poles,
to the tiny ropes which was on my way
clasped on whatever i could
clinged on whatever i could
those moments
it reminded of all the sins
seemed as if others were laughing
at this circus of life
all those whom i thought
were the dearest ones
and for all the sane acts in life
the storm, though still alive the furiousity,
it whittled with time
it whittled with my heartbeat
it whittled with the pieces of my heart
it whittled with my heartbeat
it whittled with the pieces of my heart
untill there was calmness and peace
and this endless silence
i was scared and numb because of my yesterday
but yes, i was alive for future
i waited for the dawn
to live another day, another life
yes, i knew the brightest of the sun
it will rise again
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