Under the canopy of night sky,
As moon casts her shadowy light,
And stars twinkle to their delight,
Silence claims to be an ardent companion,
Past, which is very much inevitable as future could ever be,
Casts her net,
On an ubiquitous night lost among the stars,
Time offers recollections that frigidly pierce through soul,
A tender rose born many many nights ago,
Matures rigidly around thorns strewn across,
Memory, which once served as a boon,
Now only treats to its baneful recollections.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Sadje for running the What do you see challenge # 66 . The challenge is to use the above photo as an inspiration for a piece. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.