[tabby title="Poem"] You still cowering from deathWorse with solitude twined as one with your breathMaking your body the swallower of unknownsMirroring a strikingly strange soul inside youKhalangaYou have shown tremors about its talesYou cuss a lot when is dark more...

[tabby title="Poem"] What if the skies are mirroring us?Within our great hallsThe jollier we are the brighter the sunPerhaps the surrounding laughter in the roomIs the blooming of flowers outsideOnly their loud is their scentThe more we exhibit our wrathThunderstorms...

[tabby title="Poem"] You have held yourself emptySearched for fulfilment incessantly with confusionYour patience was engulfed by the sadness around youChild you've been burying too much yourself lately Darkness is fond of youYour efforts on a Prayer are futileSo Your words...