The Dark Night

Lying on the soft grass
looking up in the dark night

illuminated by the moon light
twinkling of the numerous stars

Babbling of the nearby brook
hooting of the owl

The only sounds to break
Silence all around

memories of the day
going through the mind

all alone, away from the world
No noise, no stress

idling away time
with peace and calm

No regrets, no complain
he was anything but sane

Clutching the cold knife
smeared with blood
of his unfaithful wife!



26 Nov 08