THE BLUE.

It appeared perfectly above my roof

Showering its white light on the cold floor

Casting my shadow in front of me

Showing the darkness present in me

I sat on the floor and felt alone

No one was around other than the blue

Suddenly it happened to rewind my memory

To walk back in that dark cemetary

The cemetary of my memory?

Its better if you don't ask

I myself ask that how could it be so dark

Even the sun shines there and does nothing good

Even the flowers refuse to blossom there

Coming back to that night

On which nothing felt right

My chest felt tight

And nothing was bright

Knowing that the memories I had were more low and less high

My face slowly moved down in great sigh

Next,I felt that night was dedicated to pain

The night I felt no good but vain

So the cold night passed by

And I waited to feel some warmth

Brightness appeared from behind a building

Gradually covered the sky with its brightness

It came up and the sky changed

While I stayed the same

Torn and broken of the night

Even the Sun couldn't make it right

So at last,I felt relieved by thinking

The call to the wolves had also reached

So atleast,I wasn't alone in pain

Some creatures were crying too in a mountain..