Sound of Night

The night’s dead, but the thumping heartbeats reverberate

As if trying to wake up and connect to another sleeping reality

Somewhere they were pushed back, defeated, and treated poorly

Skirmishes are frequent, disruptions and obfuscation of emotions

Poisoned with unreal expectations; evil starts spawning in the heart

Foul spirits descend during the surreptitious times, fear lurks near

A kind of destiny raises its several heads, with glaring eyes

Pierces the soul, seeds the mind with evil thoughts; it’s perilous

~Amitav