Creatures of the dark

Silence, immobile trees
Quiet, dark blanket of sky
Soft, stealthy clouds
Patchy, faded, white crescent

Swift sudden breeze
Clanking, rolling tin can
Swaying red curtain
Brief peek into hidden worlds

Lazy mongrel footsteps
Another chilly draft
Fastening blanket around a bare body
Loud shutting of wobbly windows

Winking stars, sleepy night
Shifting foliage, like soft whispers
Glowing candles among the marshes
Fireflies in the dark

Dancing shadows form grotesque shapes
The wind carries clandestine messages
A faint howl travels across space
As the hour surrenders to the ‘other world’

AS THE SAND KEEPS DRIPPING ..

Once so bright and so yellow
Your flame, is going mellow
Like the oils on a portrait,
Slowly fading away.

All the memories, I painted
All the pictures – they’re all tainted
The dry roses preserved in pages,
Slowly crumble away.

Your face, once so vivid
Your voice – now loud, now timid
The snapshots stuck in plastic,
Yellowing with time.

All your dreams, never written
All your clothes, now moth-eaten
Packed and sealed, wait in a corner
For a destination unknown.

The letters keep falling off your name plate
Life keeps offering a clean slate
But with every step that I take
I turn to watch you go deeper into the dark.

Until one day, it’ll all fade to black
Until one day, I’ll forget what I lack
But I don’t want to learn to live without,
Don’t want to stop missing.