The tremors ...

Pack of cards sat as a tower on tectonic plates

Wobbling now and then to the stir

Unsteady I thought, can topple any moment

I gazed out of the glass windows that never open

Only purpose is light, not to let in air for me to breathe free,

Just to brighten those shadowy recesses.

I set a barometer on the edge of the window ledge ...

And sat there with an infinity fall at my feet

The city skyline...dense mangroves of cement and steel laid on a platter

Eyed me skeptically, daring me to take that leap...

We the living, I traveled back to,' keep your eyes parallel to the sky, the earth ..'

I couldn't, I stared at the night, at the fireballs million miles away

Couldn't be bulletproof ,  tooth and nail I had tried to fight them.

They got me, the thieves of my time, they caught up to me fast

I glanced at the gauge, at the tower , knowing it would soon...

Heart racing to beat its sound, I made a last attempt at saving the collapse

Before the clock chimed, before I lost sanity

It shook, the place, windows rattling, light dimming in tandem

The tremors were violent and fearsome, my hands were in vain to protect,

It disintegrated in front of my eyes...all of the world

I had built on my lashes, while I left sleep in a different land

The octopus heart ripped  and ripped ..I held on, all is not lost I said...

He gave you "hope" such a beautiful thing .