Saturday 5 September 2015

Solitary Forest

When rustling of leaves and shivering were making me unrest,
When the half moon faded away in clouds for it's rest,
When the hunters went off leaving behind their night fest,
The noises from dark made me realised,I was in a Solitary Forest.

When the fear,the pain,and the hollow drops of rain were taking my test,
Something in me shook up and whispered to delete the thoughts and rest.
But the negatives and roaring of dark were shivering my zest.
The fading belief and suppressing in outside world jolts me again
that I am still in a Solitary Forest.

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