As the earth shies away
From the source of hope,
The mortals back in theirs;
While the satan out.
The skies go still
But for the clouds;
The land chills
And some howls.
Wandered on the border,
Between land and water;
Splash splash splash,
Music and hash.
Toiled from dwellings,
One to the other;
To earn for self
And serve the unknown brother.
Exchange of air,
At a speed more than fair;
Makes cupid bloom
And also is borne, hate.
Beats to dance,
Mind in trance,
Its all haywire,
Bulb separated from wire.
Some find on streets,
Some on cotton and feathers,
All have it tight;
In the state of earth
called NIGHT!
- Alok Shah
alok1511@gmail.com
From the source of hope,
The mortals back in theirs;
While the satan out.
The skies go still
But for the clouds;
The land chills
And some howls.
Wandered on the border,
Between land and water;
Splash splash splash,
Music and hash.
Toiled from dwellings,
One to the other;
To earn for self
And serve the unknown brother.
Exchange of air,
At a speed more than fair;
Makes cupid bloom
And also is borne, hate.
Beats to dance,
Mind in trance,
Its all haywire,
Bulb separated from wire.
Some find on streets,
Some on cotton and feathers,
All have it tight;
In the state of earth
called NIGHT!
- Alok Shah
alok1511@gmail.com
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2 comments:
Hey, superb personification of the night! The rhyme scheme is unusual but nice. Welcome to FRW! Keep penning!
i like this poem too! i would completely agree with janvi.. the most obvious thing when you think of 'dark' would be 'night' but your different treatment makes it a good read :)
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