The Melody of Fear by Anisha Kaul

The

Attic window

Rattles at the dead of night

Knocking fiercely at the dreamy lull

The trance broken, chimes ring clearer

Struck by the cold wind or was it a desolate hand?

At each step, the floor creaks, outside a leaf unfastens softly

Her unsteady hands, carefully drape the gloomy silence

Advances and reckons it for the departed lover

Traces of fear vanish as they embrace

The gentle visitor leads her

Into the distant void’s

Chorus of

Birth.

Author bio:

Anisha Kaul is an aspiring poet and a Postgraduate student of Masters in English Literature at Jamia Millia Islamia University, New Delhi, India. Her work is forthcoming or has recently appeared in the Analogies & Allegories Literary Magazine, Visual Verse and Afflatus, among others. You can reach out to her on twitter @anishakaul9.

Read the rest of issue one here.