Sunday, 11 October 2015

#TheThunderousSilence

|| It not only did rain outside, that night; but it poured as much inside.

It's long since the window pane had been washed; it's long since the dampness had been felt.

It thundered like never before; accompanied by the wailing that echoed into the hollow throat.

The sky lived through the night; some only survived.

The morning beamed with freshness; the sleepless body was up with the Sun, except for the dead soul.||


StayBlessed!


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