Pulse Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

It is the night with a story
When stars drop cinders
Instead of soft light;
You need me by your side
To take me into a much
Passionate flight;

It is the night with so many
Shattered dreams flying
Away with tear;
We could not make it and
Pain of parting was too
Much for you to bear

It is the night you cut vein
And lie motionless for
Days on the floor;
A faint breath that has stuck
In your throat left as I
Knocked on your door

@ Anil Kumar Panda 13/11/2015