old breeze of fear..
blows you...
may hope finds you..
while there's still time...

captivated ....
by own image..
it's like ...you're the only prey..
and the forest is alive...

running awkwardness...
and the naked truth...
blinded by faith...
now you kept aside....

you have hung the armour..
a vain try....
the warning bells..
made your mind cry...

the fortress of pride..
exploded away...
and trees that you sowed
gave the bitter fruits...again......

so...you have fought before...
and you realize...there's no light...
the dawn has ended ...with so much noise..
but can't you see the silence carried by the new sunrise.....