As she emptied her mind,
closed her eyes and heard.
Horns Bellowing in her ears,
the din of speeding motors,
and rustling of the leaves.
She felt the Sheshum Trees
sway to the tunes of
melodious flute.
As the sun sets,
the twilight hues washed over the sky.
Reminiscent of the fears, sorrows.
The sky broke into a symphony
of unrequited love.
As, myriad thoughts rose
in silence of the skies.
The waves of thoughts,
tides of tormenting memories
swept by nostalgia.
She now recoiled
at the sight of the present
as she embarked the journey to the past.
She relived the ephemeral joys of youth
the lyrical bouts of laughter.
Winged hopes of never ending bliss
Stole a moment
from the maker of the dreams.
As she lived,
the silence of the skies.
Nice. Loved the last few lines. Ephemeral 🙂