A Different Season

Night seasoned in an esoteric moment 

Insufficient thoughts trouble the mind

A new layer of time settles over silence

None would speak with a numb tongue

Sudden wintriness and soliloquizing

Gives an alien feeling of being watched

It feels weird spelling the hollow words

The brittleness and dent hurts the tongue

Mirrors the void that creeps scarily in life

Hypocritical times juxtaposed with reality

Maligned dwellings offer no love and care

Real characters will never emerge from it

It will only reveal itself from this silence

Wanton wanderings end in cursed places

Night holds so much and imprisons life


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