moonlit silver night
like a spider
weaving
this fine web of silence
around me
trapping in it
tiny pearls of dew
forlorn calls of lonely koels
suppressed sighs of yearning
tormenting thoughts pacing about
sobs buried in drenched pillows
pleasure escaping in moans
as nails titillate
dark inky night
doggedly weaving
to the cricket's staccato rhythm
this fine web of silence
around me
trapping in it
remembrances
of things past and forgotten
of humiliation and angst
of jubilation and smiles
of tenderness and love
Every time I try
to curl up in this cosy silence
the raucous cockerel
rips it to shreds
letting in golden streams.
Jun 1, 2022
Jun 1, 2022 at 8:45 PM UTC
moonlit silver night
like a spider
weaving
this fine web of silence
around me
trapping in it
tiny pearls of dew
forlorn calls of lonely koels
suppressed sighs of yearning
tormenting thoughts pacing about
sobs buried in drenched pillows
pleasure escaping in moans
as nails titillate
dark inky night
doggedly weaving
to the cricket's staccato rhythm
this fine web of silence
around me
trapping in it
remembrances
of things past and forgotten
of humiliation and angst
of jubilation and smiles
of tenderness and love
Every time I try
to curl up in this cosy silence
the raucous cockerel
rips it to shreds
letting in golden streams.
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