Hush! Can you hear that voice ?
The voice of silence scattered all around.
Indeed, it cannot be considered as an unwelcomed noise,
simply leaping to and fro, frowning faces
at it’s every bound.
The pathway is so quiet, as calm as a dove
creating a sense of fear
at every nook and corner,
making each soul get thrushed into it’s darkness
just like the demon’s shove.
Even the trees there, appear as Titans and
the Titans as the colossal trees,
holding the breath, we travelled along the silent pathway,
following the ghostly breeze.
There was a wall-clock hung, with no time in it,
after a long walk away, we decided
to nap for a bit.
We supposed to take a long break, and
rushed towards the Valhalla Gate,
keeping our loved ones at hault fretfully,
we turned out to be quite late.
The journey never ends at the silent pathway,
where darkness is spread all over, and
there is no sign of light and day.
After a long pace, out of the anonymous gate
I hesitated, turned back and gazed,
and what did I see, left me quite amazed.
The sun was still shining bright
with it’s refreshing morning light.
And the time was as usual,
the time when we left,
which was more or less than never late,
I shall never forget that memory of mine
that journey, which made me travel through the mysterious silent pathway.