It lingered like
A dark cloud,
Scaring the other
Thoughts away,
All alone, it swept
The bottom of mind,
With sheets of turbulence,
Life like coming
To a still, stopping
All other activities,
Showing it's destructive
Provess, with nothing
Positive, or evolving,
It knocked off the peace
Of mind and whereabouts,
It ruled it's lonely existence
Over everything calm
And quiet, liking
It is end of all ends.
Ravikiran Arakkal
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