In the tender arms
Of profound bleakness
I lay stunned
A sudden epiphany
Much awaited had struck
Fumes of its flames
Had somehow gotten in
Now I’m numbed
Allowed to drift into
A space of wisdom
Submerged inside a dark hole
Of chaos and sanity
A question from a quick thought
In all the creativity blooming inside
An art was born out
As the art blossomed
Drifted further into
The madness forming my reality
Was bred, breathed into

May this feeling never pass
Let it reach its might till last.