The Question!

"Rainy evening

Attempting desperate to wash darkness

Off night, instead

It gets darker and more,

And it rains and even more,

They are out there to conquer the night

Who will win, who will loose

Question stands tall, and here I booze

Sitting by the window, nothing in sight

Yet flashes of thoughts appear as lightening strikes

Bringing Chaos to heart as clouds rage

Droplets fall hard upon window-panes,

As words falls upon eyes through haze, of

Memories, I hold the pen tight, and watch them fight

But then, I wonder who is fighting, they or me?

For it appears to be raining nothing, but darkness

And night appears to embracing it

As two strangers in a sublime lust,

Lost in arms of each other, out of breath,

Careless of envious passer-by - am I not the one?"

By: Praveen Parasar

Date: 10/07/2015