I hear those sounds,
sounds from people,
people from other world,
world whose existence is a question?
I don’t see anything,
anything is what I don’t understand,
Understand it my heart says
says right my heart still my mind fights!
Crippled by the chains of rules,
rules of society which appears like a drama,
drama of peoples feelings,
feelings which are abused every now and then
Expecting nothing but peace,
peace that I may find in my heart,
heart, my heart where it is?
It is not with my in my darkest hour!
Shadows of my past follow me,
follow me like a devil,
devil that is ready to engulf me,
engulf me and distort me at any cost and he don’t care
This unheard world creates a mystery in my mind,
in my mind all the confusion goen on,
goes on something which I can’t explain
I can’t explain whats going on with me
Is there someone behind the curtain
behind the curtain is a shadow
Shadow afraids me and chills my bone
My bones they stammer like my voice
So many questions yet no answer
no answer around creates a confusion
a confusion which makes me dizzy
Makes me dizzy this unheard world
This poem is a mirror of my feelings and thinking. One night when I was sitting under the twilight night I heard some noise, I saw visions and believe me readers what I saw happened the next day. I believe that there exists another world which is very close to us. The world where people or continuosly trying to contact us because some or the other thing is yet to be complete. HAPPY NIGHT READERS.