the night
had many eyes,
and spoke
in sounds that
a kid would be
interested.
the boy was
fascinated
by the secrets
of night.
but they told:
"don't keep awake
or look through
the window glass
you would hear
frightening voices,
and animal sounds
of many kind.
ghosts,
wander
at night.
so, sleep
safe under bed sheets
but night
the enticing witch,
with long dark hair
that cover pretty much everything,
came near the window
and asked
"why don't you
open the window
and see my garden
full of magical flowers"
the stars were happy
to see the child's face
they smiled,
night
looked happy in this turn,
they spoke in a tongue
understood by one another.
the boy was happy that he has nailed the lie.
"they said, you aren't nice,
eat kids,
i don't believe that now.
they don't know a thing
i love night sounds;
so soothing
like mother's heart beat"
the kid loved to
sleep near mother
listening to the beats
of her heart.
but they said,
it was bad, he has to sleep
alone, even if he wets bed.
Then
he heard the ghosts speak
in gobbledygook
that made him
uneasy and confused
when listened
it sounded like the
squeak of the moving bed.
to the edge
of the room,
he tip-toed,
and peeped in
through the half closed door.
" a secret world was opened
in front of my eyes"
he later remembered
though the significance
then eluded him.
there was a dreamy light in the room.
two figures, clothes shed,
were in bed,
trying to overpower each other,
with a kind of ***** greed,
that was all he could then think,
then the scene became tense,
one got up on the other,
trying to get in to it,
"ghosts! they eat each other"
the boy thought with disgust.
he tip-toed back
to his bed,
and pretended dead,
to avoid the eye of ghosts,
as he was admonished,
and went to sleep,
to the tune of the lullaby,
the bed moving in unison, created.
OOO
Jan 29, 2012
Jan 29, 2012 at 12:43 PM UTC
the night
had many eyes,
and spoke
in sounds that
a kid would be
interested.
the boy was
fascinated
by the secrets
of night.
but they told:
"don't keep awake
or look through
the window glass
you would hear
frightening voices,
and animal sounds
of many kind.
ghosts,
wander
at night.
so, sleep
safe under bed sheets
but night
the enticing witch,
with long dark hair
that cover pretty much everything,
came near the window
and asked
"why don't you
open the window
and see my garden
full of magical flowers"
the stars were happy
to see the child's face
they smiled,
night
looked happy in this turn,
they spoke in a tongue
understood by one another.
the boy was happy that he has nailed the lie.
"they said, you aren't nice,
eat kids,
i don't believe that now.
they don't know a thing
i love night sounds;
so soothing
like mother's heart beat"
the kid loved to
sleep near mother
listening to the beats
of her heart.
but they said,
it was bad, he has to sleep
alone, even if he wets bed.
Then
he heard the ghosts speak
in gobbledygook
that made him
uneasy and confused
when listened
it sounded like the
squeak of the moving bed.
to the edge
of the room,
he tip-toed,
and peeped in
through the half closed door.
" a secret world was opened
in front of my eyes"
he later remembered
though the significance
then eluded him.
there was a dreamy light in the room.
two figures, clothes shed,
were in bed,
trying to overpower each other,
with a kind of ***** greed,
that was all he could then think,
then the scene became tense,
one got up on the other,
trying to get in to it,
"ghosts! they eat each other"
the boy thought with disgust.
he tip-toed back
to his bed,
and pretended dead,
to avoid the eye of ghosts,
as he was admonished,
and went to sleep,
to the tune of the lullaby,
the bed moving in unison, created.
OOO
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