Off fears...

Trying a different kind of rhyme, less structured,...

And waking up to compelling thoughts at the midnight hour after more than a month and half ! The feeling is liberating !

In the warmth of dreams,
In the twilight's lull,
Is a place with black beams
Where Darkness is beautiful.

In the rising din of our days,
In the search for a remedy,
There is a friendly little space
Where Silence is a melody.

In a world of winding ways,
Destinations not in sight.
In no answers to question plays,
Innocence is a might

In memories that you loved,
Gone by the mind's measure.
Is a chance to lose the crowd
Where Loneliness is pleasure.

Words don't matter sweet or curt.
When neither fire burning
Nor a needle's prick can hurt,
Numbness is a blessing.

What is common to this kind of being,
Is the lack of fear when we aren't seeing,
Of the unknown when we aren't listening,
Of the known when we aren't more aware,
Of the people who will always care,
And the last few moments we have to spare.

Their counterparts will come to please,
But in the loss of fear there is eternal ease!