All In A Mouse's Night
02/10/2014 15:04
A night turns in its shades;
the stars have fled
bound by the shimmer
the moon bestows.
In rage; a shadow lurks
feasting on the damage
As it laps at the wounds
a whisper sits ripe on tongues.
Swinging bulbs beg for slumber,
as the brain flickers on and off.
An intruder set alarms
screeching under smiles.
A mouse scurries unknowingly
in a gleeful hovel ground. With beady eyes,
it clocks a shattered puzzle
And prays, it would be solved...