#EmptyReflections

Anticipated souls cheered with glee
Claps thundered,Walls echoed softly
waltz dance play,rocked the stage.
Performers made a big day
Stage of Crowd rises the strength.
Time moved fast,like a hurricane,
but the zeal in hearts remained.

Once a busy stage,now a empty grave
from Light to dark shadows trance,
echoes of voice haunts the walls,
drapes of curtains fall in pain.
souls of ghosts chill the place.
Time moves very slowly.
An empty stage,a strange place.

To remain in empty place
is equivalent to suffocate
without chains and bars,
but with echoes and shadows of
memories reeling in the hearts.