Armageddon

On an early winter morning

I sat up in my bed, half woken

Like a spring being pulled

By a force unknown

half drenched half frozen.

A war witnessed

Fire rained from the heaven

The landscape probably turned

Deep orange, black in places

Sky seemed a shade of dead grey

Powerful Smoke blinded

I could hear you at a distance

as if calling my name. Not sure though.

I trusted my ears, my legs followed.

I ran till I couldn’t feel them anymore

But my eyes found their lost hope

Lying wounded on the ground

The white shirt turned red in patches

Further soaked by my tears

Wailing, I put your head to my bosom

Total blackout. Armageddon.

I dragged you amidst the darkness

Till both of us vanished

As if sucked into a blackhole.

Safe from this dangerous world,

That knows only the end.