Crystalline ghosts

                                                     At mid night- by Akash (Year 2006)

The tall & short all of white

At mid night

When the full moon shone bright

Sat besides

My bed in the lonely room;

With no courage to ask

To breathe

Curtains drawn only partially

I prayed for

Why and whom did they seek;

With all the lights bright

Shiver inside

And silence framed

No one moved

Until morning broke through;

In hope to befriend on

Another night  

I braved the flight

Of stairs for a virtuous sight

And a clear conscience;

They did not come, even in dreams

As if saddened

By my earthly whims

Not to know

Who were the two, friendly ghosts.