Iman Roy Poet Rhyme

Lady of the Night

Reveries, rain and stormy nights
Greying hues of poignant plights
Chocolate wraps like sweet caress,
Kiss the corners of my mess 
Peeping stars from the veil above
My me, in me was still in love..

Lazy,
Hurt,
Lazily Hurt.
My boisterous soul had been wounded.
Beneath the shadow of my pain,
Were leaned and tangled amongst themselves
The Dark Woods Of my Being.

Far from the city streets,
Yet not from the city lights,I was.
As I leaned on the window sill,
And warned the Monsters of my Maze:
Dazzling Death
Had come to me, in search for a place to hide...
And so,
I had given my soul to the crumbling night,
For Dazzling Death, 
Shone from within me since.

Sunny days' dominance dwelt,
My face, always radiance felt
Lurking crowds I would pretend,
Laughter, pleasure, bliss
All were there yet amiss.
 

Savvy, I felt the worried breeze,
Pleading me to be happy...
But I had vowed to Dazzling Death
Together we shall be,
Though my soul wanders where,
I do not know,
It is free without me.

If the Everyday Shakespeares of Rock 
Like Algae, growing on my songs,
Had the novelty
They would say,
To the woman in the mirror
" ...Like a bee, she wore a sting,
 Happy when, Ring-a-ding!
 Weary eyes that gleamed on you,
 Like a werewolf killing through..
 But when she loved, The Heavens bereaved
 Morons, here,there envied
 For she meant to be the Lady of the Night.."

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