Middle of the nights,
Anxiousness in the heart,
Fearing,
If I’ll able to fulfill,
I’ll able to achieve,
Is this not, then what,
That sleepless moment,
The heaviness of hearts…
Numb emotions to express,
The darkest time,
Folding hands around arms,
Looking to empty roads standing on the balcony,
We get a knock of growing up,
In the mind of goals and heart of dreams,
We give a reality check to our self,
Where the soul shines, and eyes speak more,
Is the journey will be worth it?
Is the time spend will be pleasing output?
In the darkest night,
The coldest feeling in heart for expressing our self,
This anxiousness is still giving a beat of presence,
But we learn to calm the heart,
Getting to the unconsciousness (sleep) of keeping all the thoughts in the heart.
THE DARKEST NIGHTS!
Published
Shruti 