The deafening silence of the night
Highlights the voice of the seem-less.
The chirping of the midnight creatures
The billowing of the wind
The winnowing of the trees
The twinkle of the stars
The silhouettes of soulless objects,
They all make the wonders of the Night.

I sit still, setting my eyes
into the horizons of my past mischiefs.
My mind plays back to hibernated memories
of my childlike recalcitrance.
I hope to severe ties
with this deep-seated meditation,
Break free from mistakes and regrets
And gaze into the brighter side of life.

Loneliness of the night cheers
the stashes of my bruised choices,
The coarse lane I had walked,
and how I retraced my steps
at the sight of an agelong doom.
Scowls of my innate disposition,
I had subjected to crystal refining.
Now, I await calmy for the dawn

My mind gestures faraway
into a surreal motion
digging into the future unborn,
where I hope to beget
the perfect harmony.
Where dreams and reality
becomes finely knitted into
An ideal fulfillment.

#fallenlines_by _papyrus.

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