THE DAY

 A day will come
When the days will ask the stars to glitter for some light
A day will come 

When the silence will ask the hustle to be within sight

And the mask of good faith

Will be worn again

The souls that despise 

Will be called pure again

Tears will be shed 

Apologies withheld

And reasons will be defined

For the heinous crimes

Only this time

The goodness will not be defined by being just

Goodness won’t be served

On the gold plate to those who lust

When THE day will come

The night will rule

The knives used till date to make cuts

Will switch hands and be used to stab and just sushh 

As I’m not the one to carry a story

Just to see if the ending has glory

I stand alone in eyes of some

Yet I have never been this wholesome

I now know what I should know

I now bow to no one; so

I stand amid the waves and roars

And they sound like a squeak in front of my mighty soul

Non - Dark

The sun shone

 When it wasn’t dark

When it was dark

Only the stars could make it

Only the eyes could adjust to see clearly

The place remained dark

Red not black

Glitteringly dark

Amusing yet dull

Like the hollow skull

The fire brought the heat

The light was yet missing

Brightness is not brightness

It’s the darkness that defines

Absence or presence 

It’s the darkness that brings into existence 

Non-Darkness

Non - darkness and not brightness

For the beggars are not choosers

One spends whole life begging for the light

At the end, the darkness is all that defines

Whether you have the light or not

Cause one is by default 

As else it would have not been there

When we weren’t at fault