It was like a painting
Dispersed in the white walls
The black dark
I was aware: I had been battling for long
And, part of me was tired
And, it remained immovable
Silence was the medium of communication
Silence was the end of communication
What a double edged sword!
And, the result was known!
I counted my footsteps – one, two, three, four …..
To participate in a probability contest
I saw a mirage!
And, the result was null.
I had to embrace epiphany
That was displayed in the white walls!
And, part of me is numb
I remind myself – to embrace epiphany
I share half-truth too
Everything will be fine!