In the quietest part of the night, When you hover between dark and light, Wondering if you can float away on dreams, Hoping they won't turn into screams... In this deadly uncertain clime, When death is only a fraction of time, Longing to have a glance of your loved one, Worrying how life could turn into a bane... In the vast ocean of thoughts, Counting how many battles you've to fight, When you badly crave for peace, Praying the God to shower his grace... Destiny confronts with you abruptly, Exposing to a breakthrough suddenly, Leaving a choice between Yes or No To set yourself on the go... Quietest part of the Night
