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 a wreath

Concealing every smile, the actors present nice

Kindly looking someone, who will never breathe.

By Binish C D