Time of Disquietude

How you could take your mind to a distant place to dwell on

Here, the soul talks to an illusion, an uncomfortable silence

Unfriendly cold quietens the azure; the wind is also on a hiatus

In the midst of the day, time stops to infuse some doctrines

When silence has some restlessness like the strong undercurrent

This uncomfortable lull widens the distance between realities

Brooding eyes try to interpret the uncanny nameless feelings 

Even a rustle can startle the scared soul- eternity’s eyes open

As another time descends softly over the persistent disquietude


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