Raindrops fall,
streetlights--
a solemn night.

The flow of tears,
silent sobs,
a sorrowed skies.

The sound of raindrops,
cries of silent sobs--

Tonight,
my dearest,
speak your eyes.

Hands tied,
eyes sealed—
silence embraced.

A restless palace of words;
the crown is lost—
where could she be?

Heartbeat stirs,
memories emerge;
madam, are you asleep?

Parallel roads,
horizon’s hues—
where are you?

-mahat

silence conquers the night;
lost souls and dreams—
they collide.

stars shine
when everything sleeps;
melancholy echoes through the skies.

a shadow, a cosmos;
in the corners,
they dance and cry.

and...
in the endless silence,
i wonder...

maybe we were part of that cosmos,
broken into fragments
of strangeness and poetry.