My Dark Nights

S Sathya Narayana Sathya Narayana
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At the distant verge of the horizon slowly submerging is the weary Sun with reddened face bidding grudging adieus to his day long drudging brooding over mandatory next come! I stood there staring at Him I wanted to say "Don't depart! " In an automatic reflex I lifted my right hand aloft! Nay! He didn't stop! I wept! As feared reemerging are my horror-ogres, with creepy insurgence! A dirge from distant mountain range barged inside my fragile core with harrowing clangour. Oozing out acid-reminiscenses from burrows of my bruised past started corroding once more my already well-abraded heart. The dark thickets of moonless night are thickening my tiresome thoughts. I wriggle on my bed like a sloughing serpent in an insomniac discomfort getting ready for deadly duels with my night spirits! My only hope,a quick crack of dawn to restart my histrionics and harlequinade amongst my people; and dazzle one more day making fun and pleasing everyone with my feigned charm and exuberance dreading inside the night at imminence.

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