When clock stuck 11,
earthquake occurred in my mind.
Suddenly, the empty cup of the evening bru gave me a fear;
The fear, that he might come into my dreams tonight.
Every night, I was used to such fear.
I was fed up.
I shouted such, no one could hear.
A drought came, into my eyes thinking.
I could not even cry out my fear.
Such a situation was I hemmed in.
My heart smiled such, I felt pain.
I felt everything was in the sea,
pearls,fishes and everything
leaving the lonely one on the shimmering sand except;
the moonlight falling upon.
It felt brighter than, of the sun in the dense darkness.
I was not alone, but with my ever accompanying friends:
darkness and loneliness.
I could not sleep just cause of fear of 11
that may remind me of…..
Because I was betrayed,
Betrayed so hard;
Hard to forget.
A self witness,