Lunatic

The Sun was too bright and the sweating day brought scorching hot, no rustling of breeze could cool my soul. And, they said that night, The moon would be very near to this mad world. The day wiped her tired face by the veil of the mother earth. The moon came down, down.... Lost in half-wilderness, I walked a lot along the blind lane alone following a shadow. Is he my shady love or burnt hatred, the moon knew. I jumped to ask the moon my question. He opened his mouth; My bewildered eyes saw there was none, no shadow, no man. Has he slipped into the fold of universe, or Time Future? I lifted up my head, and ah! the moon had also gone up up up in the hollow space, leaving me in utter darkness! I took the way back home... Home; Home! Home?