Night

Web

Into the rhythmic nothingness,

Arresting my senses,

Drowns the splendor of the night

The wicked ways of the moon entices

Like a spider in its web

Spinning gossamer dreams,

In silken threads.

Prompted at : 3WW

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7 Comments

  1. very luring concluding lines, Meena πŸ™‚ Expressions like “gossamer dreams” and “silken threads” together with the image if the moon make for a very gelatin appearance!

  2. poohi, i don’t know when u r “not” brilliant!! i dont think its possible! πŸ™‚

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