Night, darkness, and whispers of air
Undala Waseem
They were my companions of gloomy despair
Tears trickling down from my eyes here,
While starts breaking down from night skies there
It was a strange scene as I remembered God
A swift of calmness touched my soul
Always searching myself in others
I forgot that God has made different colors
Something familiar about me had died
On whom I used to take my pride
My body now becoming light as a feather
Flying in the night sky my heart feels better
Is it my body or my soul drifting?
High above the worldly chaos
On earth, this was my last night alone,
My soul was jovial leaving my body made of stone.
Poetic Confession
