Written in the night

Written In The Night

Words flowing in silence,

thoughts tearing across,

my mind plays a cruel game

in memories full of moss.

Memories I wished I never had,

come out into the light,

things I wish I could forget

drown me into the night.

Shards of broken mirrors

stare back as at them I see,

I look a little while longer

and I see hundreds of me.T

here playing in the shadows

somewhere around and near,

they play there in the dakness

for they know its them I fear.

Play along I wish I could,

Wish was not I a mortal,

had no need to ever be hurt,

I wish I were immortal.

Words still flow in silence,

thoughts still tear across,

I can feel the light in darkness,

the night has come to pass.

- Pushkaraj Shirke