Black

a poem by

Bedatri

Dead letters and silent tears,
Incessant rain and childish fears.
The sky growls today with a monstrous snare-
Doom surrounds like a thin film of air.
Will you hold my hand tonight,
Or will you just let go?

The doe-eyed beauty in the castle sits.
Of treachery and deceit, the air reeks.
The silent tears fall on the parched earth-
Long gone are the days of mirth.
Will her Prince Charming ride to her tonight,
Or will he just let go?

The maiden in black, walks down the stairs-
Amidst the darkness, amidst the torch flare.
A lizard scuttles somewhere on the wall
The wind promises to give or take it all.
Will the light of love free her from this darkness tonight,
Or will it just let go?

The dead soul still haunts the house-
Her ecstasy eyes still wide awake.
Night falls and darkness prevails-
A deep dark secret reveals
Will she break free tonight?
Will her soul taste freedom,
Or will it just let go?

In a night like this-
In this deep dark abyss,
No moon shines, no maiden lights her lamp-
Bloodshed reeking the air so damp.
No prince rides his way through,
No soul wakes up to freedom-so pure, so true.
Maidens cry themselves to sleep- for they do not know
Will life bring in light tomorrow,
Or will it just let go?