A Getaway Night

As the light show is over;

The dark curtains fall.

The stars start to flicker;

Unlike any before.

This night we have never seen;

In this world we have always been.


 - Lycan

Name uncalled,

Words untold,

Stories unheard.

The den,

The end.

Welcome home, Harvesters of Sorrow.

        And this time, it's you, well you too that I ain't sure whether you read this blog, but it cannot be blamed if you don't read it right? It has come to an end to this year now, it's my first year knowing you, and I had put you through countless miseries. My deepest apology to that. All these times you have got the wrong idea, I have always talked to you with the same identity, as a friend, nothing more. Well I wouldn't blame you if you are mad at me, it's not that easy after all. If you still want that memory we had to become reality again, I wouldn't mind it, but just one request - Don't think too much. Of course, you can remain those memory as a memory, no one will force you. :)

To The Restless Nights

Living in the light,
purging the blight,
shadows of despairing fear,
dreamt the Sleeping Sun.

Living with the darkest,
guiding the light,
descends with reflected fear,
blessed the Night Sun.