A Struggle between True and False.

I count the twinkling stars above my head. One...two...five...eight. The music is good. It’s trance. I have developed a strong passion for it because it is beautiful in every sense. We are having white wine. It smells perfect and also the air above the sea. The sea breeze. It’s a little chilly here may be because it is night time. Eleven...twelve...thirteen. You say something in my ears...something light-hearted because it made me smile and blush.

I close my eyes and feel the tranquility of the breeze kissing my cheeks. My hair is not so long but it is long enough to dance to the tunes of the natural music played by the waves and the soft zephyr together, in a harmony. I hear you counting. Twenty...twenty four.

It’s getting colder now. The music has stopped. My left nostril is all blocked and my eyes are still closed as I don’t want to break the peaceful facade. I call out your name. Twice! But in vain. So I open my eyes. The chilly breeze blurs my vision. I clear it and look around. It seems to be a different place. It is white. All white or rather snowy. There is no one till the farthest end. You are nowhere to be seen. It is like you never even existed. No sign! No clue! And the worst thing is that my companion is silence. My only fear! You remember. Don’t you?

It is oblivious to my presence. It can’t see. But it can feel me and so it stalks! I run to my left to find something or someone for help. But all I have to face is stillness...sheer stillness. And it locks me up like I would never be able to escape. May be it is just in my imagination, may be you would wake me up with a kiss and hold me tight in the warmth of your arms or maybe this nightmare would never come to an end. You said that my fear would make me reach the acme of insanity. Is it that madness hovering in my head or is it happening for real? Are you really gone or am I just too blinded with these unresolved questions?

Fiercely

Screams

Dreary fears

In the muteness.

Pours out and surrounds me.

This is silence! Austerely attaches to my life.

With weapons to drown me within and rupture the veins, it plays hard.

This is silence. A sad reminder of the lost voice, the chord untouched but distorted. It is piercing, pinching and hurting.

It chases me. Like a poignant reminder of the chasing dream I had.

The one which made me run for life.

But this is bloody silence.

My only trepidation

Catches creepily

Chokes

Kills!

Thirty one...thirty four...thirty five. And your voice echoes in my little head as I come to terms with reality.

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P.S : Thanks a lot Crystal and Fiona for being an inspiration to write a Fibonacci sonnet.  :*  ^_^

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