Over enraged lands,
I rode on my stallion.
Under a sky devoid of stars,
The Guardians of the forest, screeching
My name in abhor.
Music…
Painting the night sky red,
had become more than just a habit..
Possessed by the need to fill the emptiness within,
To hear the sweet lullaby of Death.
A quintessence…
The colt halted, poisoned by fear..
My bare foot creating a path deep into the nature’s womb.
A vision of the Prophecy..
A dream. A desire.
And I shuddered at her sight.
Gliding through the serene water..
Her eyes met mine, with a smile so enchanting..
An oblivious caress,
A beckoning..by Death.
Under the bloodstained moonlight,
I kissed her cold fatal lips..
Embracing the welcoming darkness.,
A glimpse of The Devil in her eyes,
As my shadow finally left me,
His Faithful finally set free.
Kaustubh Kashyup
Sir Padampat Singhania University
http://www.inertia9.wordpress.com/
TOPIC: Grey
'Campus Writing' 