With you, in our midnight room

Racing with the despair of the bleeding moon, when I am with you in the dark of the midnight, are indescribable wounds of unlettered years, dark alleys that lead to darkened rooms.

Many a times, there has been a numb darkness in the midnight room,
You, clinging to my breast
Asleep as an infant curled tight against the mother's flesh;
Are too tired to see the crescent moon swirling outside--
Way too wrapped in your childlike submission to intimacy--
The kind that fills your dreams with blissful shades of amber, blue and purple...

Outside, I can feel the crescent moon bleeding of despair,
the kind that strives to let us know--it might not be the red of blood,
But the lonely hues of gray that travel the world of the living-
The world of You, and Me...

A runaway horse, my heart knows--
soon the numb darkness of the room would be gone,
Soon the sunlight in the room will devour our cheeks, glowing and insistent--
Soon the lights in other rooms would grow--brutal, and blinding.

You know--it isn't about loving you, or understanding your gentleness,
watching, protecting, and overwhelming me with your closeness...
That we know for sure, we were lovers in another lifetime;

Outside, every night the moon bleeds of despair
Speaks of indescribable wounds, yet the wind carries her voice away..
There may be unknown errors of our lives we've toyed with, unknowingly
They are up there in the sky, with flames gorging the darkness of the night.
I am here with you in the midnight room, or an illusion of ME, surrounding the calm..

Snuggling up the trail in the morning mist,
I remember the secret moonlight of unlettered years--
Perhaps reminding myself of darkened rooms in a long-forgotten home,
I am waiting, may be, as usual, at the edge of sleep..

..Walk right in, it's yours', dreaming still, unshaken by the sombre wind--
The heart that harbors the dark alleys walled by silent tears,
Waits for you every day in the eager darkness of return! 

 

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

Oh my gosh this was one of the more beautiful things I've read in a while.

What a lovely writer you are.

I loved it.
Antonio :)

[Bhavya Kaushik]

This is really very emotional..
When I read the title , I thought of it in a different form...But I found it entirely different when I read the poem itself....
"..Walk right in, it's yours', dreaming still, unshaken by the sombre wind--
The heart that harbors the dark alleys walled by silent tears,
Waits for you every day in the eager darkness of return! "
This is just awesome...
Dark, painful, intriguing and most importantly so beautifully sad!
The imagery in between is also outstanding...
Great work!