And so, the darkness came
Scraping over each grain of sand
Chopping down each blade of grass.
And made you his own.

Once the shadows  embraced you, mind, body, and soul
You sunk into a chilly enclosure of sadness and anger
You lose hope of ever seeing the sun again

The black had a way
Of suffocating its victims
Cutting out their voice
So they couldn't cry
So they couldn't plead.

But every once in awhile
There will be fractures of light
Puncturing tiny holes within the thick veil
Small, but radiant

When you're touched by even a small ray
You are lifted higher
It may be just a little bit
But soon you'll crack your  way through the broken sky

And you'll be home

The way her eyes
Look at me
Through her new
White
Grey
Stall
With her big
Dark
Chocolate
Eyes
Makes me melt
Every
Day
Every
Night

As the sun moves to the western horizon
Colors are skilfully blended in a palette
In an instant the sky becomes an exquisite canvas of art
Making even Van Gogh burn in jealousy

With the last glimmer of sunset
When the shadows chase the light,
The aerial folks fly back to their nests
Like black and white specks dotting the sky

With a dark drape stretched across the Earth’s face
The arrival of the night is a spectacular sight
Cicadas and crickets welcome her with their ceremonious band
And street lamps blink their eyes to catch a better view

While truant clouds still wander around aimless
The cerulean sky signals them to hurry
Stars slowly appear in the night sky
Like sequins stitched on to a blue brocade

The crescent moon smiles down
The empress of the night, proud and regal
She and her retinue keep guard over the slumbering Earth
The unpaid sentries of the night!

A gentle breeze makes a palanquin ride
Wafting in the scent of opening buds
The beauty of the night sends me to raptures
My heart exploding like foaming wine in a bottle

Yet I cannot but keep wondering
How many dark secrets
The night holds
Within her tenebrous folds!

You don't even know the taste of isolation
How can you sing so deeply about death?
You've got a huge heart
How can it be so dark and quiet place?
Darling, there's one more thing I need to say
How can you make your sunshine dead,
With magical words in your head

I used to wait
longing for someone
to love me all over again!
Longing is hurtful
if no one ever
shows up at all!

But....

Now I wait for myself
to wrap up my each day's task
and be me, just me
whom I would caress
with some love
and finding my love
in everything I do,
I write, read & paint each day
& that's where I feel
This is what I was meant to be!