In the deep silence
I hear a voice of violence
Something is wrong
Told my heart
For sure it was not forlorn
Screaming for help
Or crying in grief or in a yelp
Or the touchy voice of sobbing
What magic made me go there
There was nothing which I could see or hear
But was something which could be felt
Feeling I have never dealt with before
My heart went on and on
And told me to follow the voice within
It stopped for a second and
Started again
Nothing was right
I was sure in this night
That kept me going
In the midst of the gloom
There was a sudden storm
The stories of the dark made me stop and think of those ghastly tales
I was petrified in the deadly silence of the squall
My mind was bewildered and was in a dilemma stall
My soul opted to look into the matter
But those frightful stories were boiling in my mind and ready as a batter
My mind was muddled as well as my heart
Neither of them was taking part
Though my heart prefers to leave no page unturned
My mind whistled and ordered to never unbolt this secret.
-KHWAISH GUPTA
IX-E
