296.Periphery

Full moon night
Road stretched out,
Speed dazzles
Headlights crisscross
Threatening to blind.

A storm brews
Ready to snap
Causing havoc
Each night
As emptiness Engulfs.

Stifling a sob
Ready to choke
Eyes try hard 
To keep itself dry
But yet again it fails.

Numb stands senses
Waiting for the melancholy
To revive the treasure trove
That is beyond
The periphery of time zone.

@ Binita Jha