…to a frequency

Unheard by many

I thrown up my arms

Feet in rhythms of unknown tunes

Body transcends into

A dance of lunacy

An invisible tune that

Lingers astoundingly

Thrusting the melodies

To carry on

Miseries

Worries

Wounds

Hurts

All discarded in this madness

For one has had enough

Of melancholy

That chained every atom

To restricted joys

The smoke

The fog

The swag

Shall continue

Till every particle of disdain

Is broken

Shattered

Diluted

Washed away

Leaving behind perils

Of elations…

By 'Dusk'