A Probing in Darkness!

Roaring sea and cold wind blowing chill
I come again to meet my friends in wait!
Fog too has started covering the way
Making all mingling one with invisibility!

There is no difference between day & night
When fog and mist descend over the plain!
Clouds, fog and mist melting into rain go
Down the valley as silver falls to the deep!

Probing in darkness we look for sign posts!
To which direction we have to turn first!
Otherwise, we may fall down the abyss
At the edge of the hill invisible now........!

Greatest suspense is no sign post is there!
We all have become blind with eyes open!
Going by instinct we all now try our way
To reach our home of fun to spend time...!

Now decision is taken to go what may come
According to our instinct like in our former
Way of living before we are evolved as we are
Like ants or all crawling animals we all know!