Garib Rath(29.9.2016)

fading light at the corner of the roof
the pleasant sound of a speeding train at night
the whispers of carefree souls from the other coupe
the hushing sound of air passing by

the little kid above waking up to a bad dream
his mother somehow kept him quiet
he started to love the gentle swing of the moving train
and closed his eyes to go back to his dream


"good night", murmured a voice from somewhere
as the last light was silently stabbed
the world outside is merely a shadow
of all the troubles you've left behind
and the nights you wondered why the moon
isn't beautiful as the stars that give hope to many lives

confined to a small place at the corner
I smiled at the trees that stood still
and the clouds that looked like a fake pandora's box
I could see myself in the star that stared at me
It wanted to walk in my shoes for a while
and taste the last tinge of happiness of autumn
 suddenly my vision became weak
little drops of water filled the window pane
as if the world outside is taking a revenge on my imagination

it was then when I called it quits
and closed my eyes to enjoy a dream
a dream that would wake me up to a different world
a world where the darkness overshadows the light