Before The Revolution
Angry nights of solitudeBlank faces of nightmaresVoiceless pain of memoriesEverything is so crucial Everything is so fine tunedWith each others like theEcosystem in and aroundAll are in perfect harmony And I alone lonely along with myBroken dreams and failed desiresFractured faiths and buried beliefs,Like the hermits walking on Time has crumbled aroundThe space and Eternity~Like the wounded soldiersIn the battlefields, in wars Still I’m walking barefootedPraying for new hopesAround the unseen horizonTo meet with someone like meSome day... somehow … 13th October’ 2018