Silly and Light?

Somber, alone, dark
sky above; below its mark
Flash bright my eye it hit
bottomless, a long winding pit!
Evasion an easy hand-out
Tough - them pangs, any doubt?
A callous wave for one,
tacit quiver there'd be none?

Every moonlight, every star
awaited early, doors ajar
Same stars, same moon
appear oh too soon!

The moon now a sign –
werewolves show up, all nine
And dark looming clouds
guise those stars in crowds!

Fear a big fear
distanced ones albeit near!
Heart stole words aplenty
were there ten, were there twenty?
Takes over refusal over nod
linger on don't they – something odd?
Acidic; they sure sting
behind those pupils they are, they cling!

P.S: If following colors were the trend, the light always top over the dark!

A prayer, a wish, a thought to acceptance

Observed, eyes shut tight

                hands together, focus deep

Oh little child,

                a smile ever so mild

Tell me this day –

                what you pray?

 

Earnest those eyes,

                pure every thought

Spake the little child,

                I wish oh I wish

Together we stay, together we pray

                Neither the sword, nor its swish.

 

Silent prayer spoken,

                silent plea made

Now with face grit,

                Tell me, tell me oh sweet child

Drowned in thoughts to the brink,

                What is it that you think?

 

So spake the child –

                Why is it out of sanctum I come

there's no silence here, no calm

                These voices in me, they disturb

In millions…those they curb

                Shut ears open, yet not gone!

 

Seated lone by the fountain

                Gaze seemingly lost far across, away

Curious, I prod on thy shoulder;

                yet again I ask

what thought steals thou mind away

                On such a pretty day?

 

An effort, yet they return –

                those eyes, toward me they turn

What's good in one is bad in another

                faces turned away; those around me – no other

Is there love we can't bear

                or is it grace we cannot share?

 

Answers, sweet child; answers you seek

                farther they seem; they seem meek

Wait with a smile and you shall see

                Never tire, donot retire

As there is place for more love, more glee

                which higher, more you will admire!

Satisfied, seem submissive

                shook hands as though in alliance

A prance once and a skip yet again

                Laughter, more join in

Soon they are all a train

                Smiling, I think, there's nothing they cant win!

P.S.: Inspired from one of those re-reads of Harry Potter, with special reference to the lines: "There's always place for more love on this planet..."