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