Eleventh Day Moon

Abit of dramatic symbolical dark one…


Hiding the darkness of the dark

Night summons the Devil aloud

To waltz and dance in purest form

In the eleventh night moon

Whose light is sultry silver

From rain (that) stopped early eve.

Pain that felt inside the soul

Of the awaken dejected drunken ones

Hear that and smiled and recollect

The reason for the last time–

Few scribble documentation

Few let the neighbors to have gossips.

They surrender then to the pills

Or pulled the trigger

Or slide the sharped splinter

Or jumped to fly

Or pull the knot executing self.

Night sigh in ecstasy; darkness win

Devil cheered mocking the Trinity

Stopping time at three ante meridiem.


Atmospheric

By Sangbad

A poet, an author, a reviewer--in one word I'm a literaturist (means one who is trying almost everything that Literature is made of). My books are available at Amazon. I'm a Bengali, born and raised in Kolkata, West Bengal.

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