The Night Whisperer...!!!

The Night Whisperer...!!!

The moon's darken as my sanity rushes to the edge of the night...
Outside the hallway ticking the sounds of times' timid thunder...
Awaken my ground hence open the words of the night...
Whispering an ounce of phrases that touches my naked heart...
"Don't cry" it says...as it moans to myself, begging to ease the rainfall...
The beating crawls faster and faster as the night go deep...
Sensing the broad daylight is far from reach...and may be in veil...
The heart once more drools in tears as the memory of the past seems hunting....
The voices of children's linger as the familiar faces cease to appear....
Eyes of heavenly earthly clock the scene as the background make its appearances...
Now all the puzzles is in place...
The heart seems to tell me something in a single beat that no one could ever understand...
"Have you forgotten?...." it says....
Rubbing my soared eyes make me realize...that this body reels with tiredness....
But the cozy bed not likely able to tempt my desire....
My head filled with questions...
Questions in which may lead to no answer...
Even the night grows older...but the shimmering gesture of the blues seems unfed....
Realizing the truth over the truth is showering, makes the goosebumps seems real...
The forbidden fruit is ready to be pluck...
Consciously, the body rises to take a lead...
Sitting on a chair, and thinking about a life...a life that brought a life into this life...
Rewinding the tape doesn't make the ashes clearer...
Hovering the past has attract unattended visitors of the night...
A creature so bold and brave...
That deems to cast a shadow in this faithful night...
Ruining the peace at heart...or save my soul from embodied lies of the defeated living...
I guess, the joy of not knowing has never been so dead...
But the price is higher than the Himalayas...and deeper than the seven seas...
"The truth will kill or set you free..."
No soul shall interfere once the spell been cast-ed....
and no soul shall enter this magical journey of yours once you step into the cemetery of your own life...
As the tomb of your body carve a name on your headstone...
and the memory of your love ones lingers onto your hearings...
noted this....
Those creature never wave their hands to praise a deed...
knor hide the prisoner to conceal a shame in greed...
An honest living that spreading the joy of their freedom...
Only to those whom seems fit...
But always beware on the closing edges of the night....
as the creature lurks to seek for the broken heart-ed....
whom once tasted life but forgotten its worth...
Shall then the creature cries for self pity...as the night goes by...
Another soul shall lost in his own world...
Begging for a mercy from the God himself...
Folded his eyes but open his heart...
To those creature of the night....
Humble to pry but not held high for glory...
As their reason is simple...
Whispering the potion of words to those wanderer of dreamers...
To knot their heart as tight as they could...
To death do them apart...and the breathing stops only the closure worthy of receiving...
Shall they not fade in time...
As the night goes by...there will always be...
The night whisperer...

~This is what I do when I can't go to sleep....~ :-p