Thursday, August 28, 2008


Chased by ferocious wolves,
In a never ending forest,
Blood red clouds above,
I run, with all my strength...

Trapped in the midst,
Surrounded by death,
I close my eyes and pray,
For the inevitable pain to vanish...

The clouds disappear,
The howling fades away,
Moonlight falling on me,
The surrounding so serene...

Waiting for us to become one,
Starting to despise daylight,
Never want it to come,
You are my moonlight...

1 Comment:

Aparajita Paul said...

Aah .. I wrote a similar one .. but it ends with death .