Night

 

Sheets crumbled beneath her!

Eyes darted aimlessly around her!

Fear prowling behind every picture-

Light thrown shadows on the wall.

Dancing away to a daunting rhythm.

Fingers fought in frantic frenzy

A text of distress to her beloved read,

“It’s dark, it’s thundering,

Wind chimes making sounds,

Lights are going on and off,

Fan is spinning fast and slow.”

But,

It remained a call in vain,

Her distress unheeded.

She lay hushed under the thundered sky,

Trussed to her cot,

With shackles of Fear;

Thick, dark, and vile!

A tear rolled gently down her cheek

Consumed post-haste by her pillow-

 Sole solace in her darkest fear!

-DUNDAPPAN