Poem- “Eclipse”

“Eclipse”

I’m not having a good night’s sleep right now.

Then again, we’re still leaving a story behind.

A man in curly hair stared at me from a distant approach.

Worry was written on his face, and, he put two fingers in those eyes.

Death was coming along upon his brow.

Soon, pumpkins and corn came into view on our fields of weed.

None of the grains could be put together unless I’m mistaken.

Leaves were blown away over the hill next to a great stone of changes.

Glowing in fumes and burning with hunger, we were driven mad.

A bomb ticked in the wind.

Eventually more than a few gusts pulled us apart out of impact.

Sunshine hit upon the plane under our patience for glory.

Don’t ask me to be pleased; such a permanent demand is scary already.

Besides, the farmland had expanded horizons which seeked my time.

Visions of wool and buttons became the constant obstacle within dispute.

Dolls gathered around us and didn’t move a muscle.

The moon played with us during a night for bedtime stories.

A passing tune made its mark, dreaming happened by itself and I was alone.

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