Answer...Mystical Question From Within!

what lies beyond those curved lips, dry & pale, thirsty & hungry!!
what message does those dark clouds convey?
is that silver line a messenger from heavens bringing good news or the one bringing a thunderbolt ready to pierce the lost hearts?
what does these dried woods speak of when they touch each other, tenderly, swinging from the ends of the world, driven by the northern winds...
the dried leaves that crackle when trampled upon speak of the hidden, mystical words that even poets cant understand!
Teary eyes, wide open, talking to the person within,
holding on to the lost traces of hope in their small fists,
What lies in all those small fists?
Is that hope? or just a feeling that carries hope?
how long can they retain what hides inside?
Eclipsing the sorrows within, by their weird fake smiles, hardly trying to free themselves from the shattered cities of inner world!!!!
How Long Can They Wait?

Answer Me My Soul!