crescent moon whispers ,
privy to secrets of night,
dreaded to hear my heart beat,
hanging through doomy stillness.
Poetry form :- A Tanka (5/7/5/7/7 syllables)
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Colleen.M.Chesebro for hosting Tanka Tuesday Challenge # 287 “Share your day”. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.