Saturday, 30 March 2019


Sometimes the senses are numbed,
by the forces of the unseen.
The silence, a defence,
against the loudness of thoughts within.

The world  thrown out temporarily,
from the maze of the brain.
The people, shut out,
to keep the  pounding heart sane.

Only the grace of acceptance,
paves the path for survival.
In the forest of doubts and distrust,
for lost faith's revival.