The darkness has its eternal shade No matter what, it doesn't change Glorified with the royal black colour! Even its pin-drop silence utters Thousands of secrets buried In it, numerous teardrops eddied Shrieking in pain it has heard; Pounding of hearts and its urge And yet you blame the darkness; To be lifeless and cheerless Darkness is a canopy To all your agony Hence darkness holds your hand And helps to take a stand....
~ Kaynat Sultana Qureshi