along the long quiet corridor,
The chilly breeze brushed against my arms,
triggering a cold streak through my bones.
I sauntered past the abandoned rooms on both sides,
the rooms in which darkness dwells.
the enigma of this darkness ,
forces me to plunge in it,
In its unfathomed depths,
To diminish into nothingness.
Copyright © HIMA KALESH | Year Posted 2014