all I see are visuals
highlighting the dark secrets
that I buried late night,
all exhausted;
the creepy weather almost caught me up
my eyes feared to look around
a chill climbing my spine suddenly stopped in between ,
moon at once hid itself behind the blood-flecked clouds,
murmuring that the sight isn’t a bit fancy
the clear sky rebuked the latter!
should I look around?
if someone’s nose is supposedly poked in my dead game
my soul soon pinched its support,
I resumed;
assuring myself everytime that
everything would be fine.
finely picking up secrets
that hung heavy on my head
and I then buried them with all my wit!
And left them Undisturbed .
Silence abruptly followed my disappearing footsteps .