Eyes capture the darkly sparkling darkness
blobs of blood spreading to the far far ends
as if pouring from the wounds of a corpse.
Bit of bad blood fast capturing the imagination
of all directions, known and unknown.
**** darkness is pulsating as if alive.
drops of darkness drip in to the dollop of butter
melting, dripping down, the still moon,
A moon one feels never ever has known;
sitting quiet, with an unknown resolve,
she electrifies the middle of the sky, the wave moves.
Moon light floats and dance lay siege to darkness,
darkness becomes dumb folded,looses it's steam.
The galloping horses of time pull the chariot
unmindful of moon and darkness ,
silence with spears, standing sentinel.