There was desolation in the air
Emptiness spreading its wings
Long cold nights and dizzy days
Thoughts rolling in my head,
weighing my neck down,
Breaking my bones one thought at a time.
Dreams had no reflection.
When the 'I' was buried so deep in that maze
of doubts and prejudices
Tried to find answers in the smoke, but in vain.
That was past.
Clouds have cleared now.
The sun is bright.
Thoughts have resurfaced and ideas hover
Ashes have cleared to reveal the fire within.