Echo Of Silence Was Heard

Was it a mayday?

No chirruping of birds,

No razzle dazzle of life,

Felt like corpse all around

Was it ?

Just a silent breeze of wind,

Gently touching my soul,

Dry leaves walking with me,

As the wind blows

Time might have stopped,

Things were reluctant to change,

Everything's fading,

It was clueless,

Felt like oblivious

But memories were rooted in soul,

All Ican feel was you,

Though wind,

But it made a sensation of You

But I knew sometime at some point,

The wind is gonna blow it off,

Petrifying to lose You,

The warmth of that sensation,

Was it really gone?

I looked around and searched,

I couldn't find You,

Then was stuck in mayhem,

Cold fleeted, shivering hands,

The breeze started to rush,

So does my breathe

My soul was felt less,

With the breeze gone,

The sensation that created You,

Was snatched

With the dry leaves settled,

My life went dry with leaves,

My breathe took it off

And my soul was forever gone,

Again the echoing of silence was heard.