Nightlife >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan

darkness almost conquered
whole world of mine, sigh
can't see those tall grass
that my little house crown
bundles of round shadows
forming along rocky roads
and housing a tiny flicker
where whispers do prosper

now i have to wait for clouds
to clear my heavenly window
to watch my dreams to grow
i lay on this bundles of hay
it's comfortable, safe, warm
nocturnal birds pass in flocks
heading towards fruiting orchards
hunters know, they have feast