The Obscure
My sight was blurred
And there…..
down the lane,
I waited for myself.
The night was heavy
with unrealized enigma of chaos,
But the striking streaks of lights
made me surprised.
The thunder struck
advocating the impending dawn.
The day next….
I descried
the reality fading to nullity!
And,
then the dusk met my distorted eyes!!
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