The dust was cold as it touched my hair,
Creeping inside the curls which waved at the wheels,
In a silent night and chaotic heart,
Somewhere, someone is wide awake !!
I kissed the word to the glowworm of Hijli,
Its wings, strong enough to bear the dying flower,
Somewhere through the woods, the road, to
Somewhere , someone who never knew !!
The choking silence strangles me ,
Death, perhaps is just another reverie;
Of words said and lost before they were felt,
In some strange verse !!
The night too mocks for I have sought refuge,
Scared of the heat of the day;
If only darkness would scavenge upon my petals,
Then perhaps acting will not the only way !!