In no time

Belittled murmurs meaning resignation,
subtler than the moon behind grey scale.
 
Rhythms so refrained,
concealed by the sonorous drizzle,
a remorse arose masking glorious memories.
 
Abandoned like an unproved postulate,
half hearted reception and half hearted presumption,
resilience that saw darkness,
a step behind.
 
In sparkling eyes, a reflection of everything lost,
when closed, a dream of cherished past,
when seeing, a disappearing shadow.
 
From dusk till dawn, bewildering thoughts,
forsaken desires and uprooted reasons,
the ire diverged roads,
in parallel universe, a silent hope.