Crossing Through The Darkest Night

By Dr. Ujjwala Kakarla

Faces in colourful masks and

false delight,

yet their joy seems like a 

fleeting thunder,

Threatening to ensue the 

storm of strife and darkness.

The beast that raises within

feeds upon every thought,

Poisoning their veins 

and blood...

Leaving them trapped in

endless chains.

It's a battle fierce and dire,

They chase illusions, and

elusive dreams,

Caught in a maze of silent 

screams.

The beast's grasp is a cruel 

and tight hold, 

That wounds the hearts in anguish.

They lost the battle despite

struggling hard to contain it,

The beast turned all potent,

Craving only power

and it's hunger seemed ceaseless,

tearing lives and worlds apart.

They smile, laugh, dance, sing and play,

yet within, the fire of tempest swirls,

Setting their hearts aflame

consumed by jealousy's wicked games. 

It whispers lies, it breeds distrust,

turns love and trust to ashes.

The broken hearts, the wounded souls,

whose peace is stolen by the monster,

Cross over the flames of fire through

the darkest night,

Towards the dawn's eternal light.

By Dr. Ujjwala Kakarla