Monday 12 October 2015

Night



Gentle night embracing me, wrapping her arms beckoning me to sleep,
Eyes heavy, mind unburdened, soul is drifting to ocean of dreams..
Subtle whispers of abandoned dreams rise forth to weep,
 At this time, why are you weeping in streams?

The moonlit caress upon the shimmering waters, a ballerina in trance,
Shadowy figures creep upon the lake,
Will I defy the figures and continue to dance,

Mastering it, ready to perform for the dawn’s sake.

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