My Unknown Imagination...??

As I linger in my own prison of a mind,

Engrossed in the sorrow that I left behind,

I did not hear the footsteps as you came –

Broken out of my trance—I entered another--

“Who are you?” I asked,” Do you have a name?”

The silhouette laughed carelessly and vanished in wisp of smoke---

The darkness grew dark as the magic broke.

I searched for it—like an insane,

In search of his sanity—

Desperate to see it again,

I found nothing but a fragrance of life left behind.

I felt as if the silent night was mocking my loneliness.

I found nobody, not even a trace

..And the night grew darker still…

But I’m waiting there…waiting all along..

Just to see you…To know you face—

The face of closeness—

Or of death…..