The Black Day

By Binish C D

All those barking dogs, turned into doves Without any magic, nor any miracles happened Silence overwhelmed the scary night crows Ceased the orchestra, played by the crickets summoned.

Tiny teardrops, tempting to unleash all the egos All the lullabies paled into a murmuring And the titans, filled up only with the pathos Starving nights casted away the days of dreaming.

The crowd of clowns, chanted every lies To bid a farewell, the last one with wreath Concealing every smile, the actors present nice Kindly looking someone, who will never breathe.

By Binish C D