Footprints of the soul

By: 

Miss Henna

Bhatti

Reason eludes these
tortured moments
Vacuousness embraces the
hollow silences,
suffocating any embers
of new found flights of fancy

Solace to the
unforgiving night
Relentless in its onslaught
Yet still defiant –
Burgeoning cries await
release

signals, gestures
convoluted to a muffled
cacophony
No indelible memory
etched within these walls
Resolute affirmations
awash on a crimson tide of
Despair –
Solitude standing.

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