words are making a dark sound,
last three days I moved a few spells
spaces have lost in the expanding universe,
where we are jingling on hopes
who is playing mystical sounds?
my hours are passing on toiling,
sun goes down slowly
evening star moves toward black hole,
shadow flees over the horizon
I can see afar off —
though the heavens teem with stars,
an uncounted host of them
and though the moon,
she who rules the night,
reflects her rays of borrowed light
yet the darkness is not wounded,
the aggression of the night continues —
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
Time plays a shadow role, hopes are away form me ..
dark flees all around and continues aggression..