Feeble Images

Not the diminishing darkness

Persistent shades of it’s rusty feelings stays

Avows its decisions to smear the brightness

Day starts with a sense of feebleness

Dreams intruded the sleep with grim images

Where every event pulls you down

The fierceness of the visions

Periodic paralysis of the vibrant thoughts

Hopes flailing against the deluge

Time behaves like quicksand

There’s no way one can flee the moments

Remorseless depths await the continuity

With abrupt hindrances

Faint light emerges clasp of darkness

Save the day with prayer and planning


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