• divyagautam 9w


    We must not dim
    The tempest that floods the streets
    We must not let red
    Taint the cobalt sky tonight

    Often there is reason
    Hiding in plain sight
    Often there is grief
    Simmering behind those eyes

    When the worst will come upon us
    Who will be hailed?
    Thy saviour is silent
    The storm is awake

    If this future is faint
    If its fading away
    At the end of this peril
    The fear will remain

    And so we must quench
    The thirst of time
    With barrels of silence
    And peace of mind

    For the chaos that seeps
    In our blood and our bones
    Mustn't be tamed
    But rather be shown.