MIDNIGHT III
by: Haresh Daswani

Silence in desert skies,
Bothered by rush of clouds.
I stand beneath the chaos,
Of winds rushing by,
With no one else living,
And no one else dead,
To witness a fury...
When moon touched the center time,
The rush of chaos storm,
Hard rain hits through darkness,
The dim light of the moon,
Disappearing, ignoring my presence...
For miles on end, emptiness lies through...
my vision blurs,
With sand and water, rushing everywhere...
Confusion all over, with one living entity,
Shoved, blinded,
And brought down to the ground...
I fear not of what is happening,
For it will pass, and all will be over...
But I fear what lies,
After the chaotic storm...