Bard's Agony Poem by Vishal Sharma

In the darkness of midnight,
When stars were shining,
With five edges full of light,
I saw a bard writing.

Sitting on the fluffy cloud,
He saw a boy,
Jumping on the stars and singing
something loud,
His lips and eyes embracing and
winking with metaphoric joy.

Darkness gulped that joyous melody,
Which bard came to translate into
beauty,
Echoes sounded like a parody,
Silence aroused the cruelty.

The fluoroscence in stars started
dimming,
And the dew calmed and balmes bard's
agony,
With chagrin, the ink in pen started
dripping,
And bard's head fall on the bed of
mahogany.