Grey hours

cataclysms are ineffective

Chaos,

came to me in aridity

And soundlessness.

loud screams of stillness

Creating hullabaloo inside my mind

I go numb!

in the hazy zone

amidst the moving curves of concentric circles

There is no Happiness

No sadness

And all memories fade away

That once were imprinted on the skin, too deep.

All is just a thought now

A relic

That aches due to feelinglessness .

New stories of love are 

Black on White sheets 

Carrying absence of sanguinity side by side

I feel Heavy!

Arrivals-

Sing the saddest tune of departure.

He tells me, he saw

Darkness in a dark room

I remember seeing Nothingness

in bright daylight.

Affliction has cure

but, I don't feel ill

I am invisible all over again!