Nocturnal Regime
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Loading ...With a heavy heart,
and a restless dream.
Waking up in time
Of the nocturnal regime.
Looking for a way,
To end my plight.
I stepped out slowly,
One fine night.
When no one dares,
To speak-out aloud.
And the cemetery has,
The only crowd.
When the moon sheds,
The only light.
I stepped out slowly,
One fine night.
Every sound,
So loud and clear.
And whispering shadows
Call you near.
When the dogs rule,
Howl and fight.
I stepped out slowly,
One fine night.
Walking aimlessly,
To unknown places.
Or searching my haunts,
To find past traces.
Sensed by creatures,
But still out of sight.
I stepped out slowly,
One fine night.
Lusting and longing,
For a woman’s touch.
But too late for that,
I knew as much.
Born of this earth,
with the ether we reunite.
I stepped out slowly,
One fine night.
With no food or drink.
That’ll quench my thirst.
Nor any soft bed,
That’ll rest the cursed.
To search a way,
A fluttering flame may ignite.
I stepped out slowly,
One fine night.
Returning now,
to my abode.
Cursing the curse,
That on me bestowed.
Some sins were such,
the lord never forgave.
And thus at dawn,
I re-enter my grave.
What i missed the most,
Was his glorious light,
When I stepped out slowly,
One fine night.
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Images I could see
appearing before my eyes.
dawn, i could grasp by hand
and let go of.
walked, I in the lawn of your poem
and had my heels and heart
cured of the brisk pace
they had fallen prey to.
Thanks
A very enlightening but a dark queer poem.
How can you strike and deal with a subject and an idea like this.
Amazing & an extraordinary poem.
awesome dude!! seriously.. its a very different topic and you have played with it so well!! hats off to you. 
congrats for another crown!!
aPOorV,
a very eerie poem. Liked the refrain.
Was pulled along by the changing scenes of darkness,
Gion
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