In a World where I do not exist

What a world would that be If I were not to exist— A world bereft of colors A world where the monsoon clouds no longer thunder across the sky bringing refreshing rains A world devoid of hope, of mystifying quests, No longing in love No melody in music No rhythm, no rhyme, no beat. No secrets, no mysteries, no tall tales No fantasies, no legends, no fables The world will ring off-key The clock won’t chime through the night The wind won’t whistle through the trees. For, I am my own world… If I were not to be Not to be there the world, either!