The Night Of Pain

the moon bounced off the skyline into my lonely bedroom one or two steps backward the dark walls of my agony remained silent as ever like the mute spectators the moon was spreading the wings of her dreams into and beyond my eyelids between the dreams a slender man lifted the lovely shadows of his hopes not for me although but how he walked into the moon’s prelude- only I could foresee…… and then he stepped into the thin air, before disappearing completely, into the night out of sight i felt alone into the depth of night i did not dare to breathe or move… only listening to those songs of the melancholy dreams of the moon the night leaned back toward its own darkness, and i leaned toward mine……. ©SriSuvro