It’s more
like a storm in the dawn,
Silent in the
empty grief halls,
The death
notes whispered in my ears,
Telling the
same dark history,
Embracing my
soul and stealing my courage…
It feels dark
and black,
Haunting from
the back,
Like it’s
going to steal my soul and never send it back,
Like I will
never return again if I sleep at night,
Turning Like
the falling leafs in the autumn night…
I can not
sleep,
I can not
leave,
My heart is
dying,
My tears are
drying,
Wanting of
the sun to rise for my morning,
Because tomorrow might be
nothing,…
By: Ruhul Auliya
