The sky darkened by the clouds.
The Stars bounce back to its sources.
The chilling breeze swipes the exposed
sending chills to the heart.

The music at its limit
And the mind champered into confusions,
like a lone, wounded in the mid of nowhere,
with no close to civilization.

The night sky, the music and
the chilling breeze is the
daily night doze for a pinch of peace.

The unsettled mind ever
lingers to the purpose of its reality.


(25-08-2020/10:16pm)
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