My Dark Knight
I once travelled a rustic road and trembled in to this Dark Knight
The eyes calm yet a storm brewing deep inside
Casually strolling, he made his way into the dungeon of my soul
His tongue twined yet humming my name, my sanity he stole
At a T junction, he stands still, ready to swallow me in his ocean
This dusky soul descends profoundly in to my throat in a gentle motion
Teases me for hours then chooses to travel the opposite direction
Not half a man nor animal; no verbal interaction
Lost in the forest, a hunter once but now a beast
Looking for his Beauty from north to east
His Fangs full of might
But he wouldn’t blink, least of this priceless possession, he lost sight
Protests forced the forsaking of this quest
An army fallen to his sword; broken he returned to the west
Like all the short lived splendors in his life, I too, a temporary immigrant
Alas, he now spends the rest of his life as an insane vagrant
Copyright © Rohini Balram | Year Posted 2017
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