Unspoken Soul

UNSPOKEN SOUL She was all lost; fantasized a world On the bitumen, none resembled her Binnacles kept empty; let gusty waves guide her Bid goodbye to a silent night under the mistletoe ; scrounging for serendipity Stars were callous ; she- an embodiment of callowness , distracted by camellia could not find a way out of her perplexity Deranged by the deathly silence, she hurried down the rails Nothing more than a lost shadow, catching her own steps Oblivion to the dogma-‘’It was all between mirrors, she was walking.’’ Ecstatically held a door; optimism would fail soon Concussion in mind took a brutal turn Damsel in distress, lost the sight of the shore Once again journey to end Defiant; stood in an apposite way Masts were low, no camellia this time Envisaged…..red horizon covered the ocean, no sign of life Dismayed; developed an aversion towards the scenery Cried hard, but what could be heard above the dead soul was just –“SILENCE”.