Anjali Karna

Here beyond one’s aptness to discern,

Lies the quietude of starry night.

Far above horizon’s existence,

Plays the melodies of life.

Silence so alluring,

Even heaven finds an escape.

Gloom so enchanting,

The inferno’s love cries out agape.

Emptied quintessence there lived,

With firm stillness in time.

Scattered pieces of desolation,

Then played conflict-free rhyme.

Spine-chilling hush amid chaotic gloom,

Any soul no longer feels wise.

The fear of life on dark days begs,

Oh Demon, I am tired of fights.