Nihilism of Truth

She was all lost;fantasized a world On the bitumen ,none resembled her Binnacles kept empty;let gusty waves guide her Bid goodbye to a silent night under the mistletoe ;scrounging for serendipity Stars were callous;she--- an embodiment of callowness ,distracted by camellia;could not find a way out of her perplexity Deranged by the deathly silence ,she hurried down the rails Nothing more than a lost shadow,catching her own steps Oblivion to the dogma "It's all between the mirrors she is walking". Ecstatically held a door;optimism would fail soon Concussion in mind took a brutal turn Damsel in a distress;she lost the sight of the shore Once again journey to end Defiant,stood in an apposite way Masts were low,no camellia this time Envisaged, red horizon covered the ocean, no sign of life Dismayed;developed aversion towards the scenery Cried hard but what could be heard above the dead soul was....silence..