Apparently it was a hallucination,
It came from nowhere,
It sounded hideous,
It shook the equanimity,
It became silent for a moment,
Deadly quiet and sullen,
The silence bore a distraction,
It was fearsome,
A croaking noise emanated,
Cracking the nerves and muscles,
It was a desolate voice,
Coming from a deep source,
Screeching shrill and screaming,
Unravelling an abysmal shout,
Sealing the mind to a gory idiom,
Devastating the life in all shades,
Alas! it tore the self into a faceless efficacy.
Meenas Poems 