Is it night already?
It's dark again, is it night already?
My thoughts, sometimes,
Take me to a deep slumber,
With nothing, but darkness inside,
Eating into my psyche,
Shrouding it into a nebula of voidness,
Akin to a deathly hollow.
Cogitating sometimes, I coerce myself,
To tear away, break into hope,
Negate the chaos, and then, only to,
Fall into a slumber again, this time,
To muffle the pain, the voices inside,
And open my eyes, to ask the question,
It doesn't pain anymore, is it day already?
- Abhishek Sharma Acharya