Random Melodies

Sitting aside the bank of brook

I notice a turbulence which

flows under the guise of silence;

I recall my life flowing the same way, 

it has been a decade since I started 

speaking the loudest language—

silence. The horizon displays a melange of colours; it makes me manifest

different stages of my life… 

meanwhile, the sun sets over the horizon, 

the chirping birds head over to their place, 

serenity engulfs the layers of earth

to welcome the gracious presence

of moon; the moonlight touches my soul, 

and sheds light on the darkness within

as I strive to accept the random melodies

of my life in the same manner as the perseverant brook.