Dejected and despaired as the sky filled with dark clouds, There I sat at the window waiting for a heavy downpour amidst all the thunders and bolts, Thinking about what worse could happen to my already messed up life. I ended up landing in the infinity loop of cynic thoughts where they keep coming one after another, Till a point where I begin doubting and questioning my existence. My brain then took me down the memory lane to the darkest hour of my life, To make sure that things turn from bad to worse. And then I could clearly visualise all those things unfold before my eyes which I never wanted to see. It was a bus full of passengers and I was groped and embarrassed by one of the strangers. Not knowing how to react to the situation, Perplexed, gasping for breath, I got down and walked home. The day was same as this one, One filled with dark clouds ready to downpour at any moment. And I sat at the window trying hard to perceive what had actually happened. Everytime I try to speak about it to someone, They laugh at me as if MEN should not create a issue of this, Now I laugh, I smile, I cry but dead from the inside. Longing to see the seven colours of the rainbow in the clear sky. #yqbaba #yqdidi #yourquote #dark #darkpoetry #darkesthour
