I see the cats every night
I see them perched up on the wall through the bedside window
Staring at me in silence -
Their eyes flashing in the darkness like small orange buttons
Silent and unspoken those pairs of red dots flicker
In the dark here and there,
As if it's the darkness they caress
Lapping up the last bit of it with relish
And words move away...
What else can I write?
This is something that I see
Just a scene, a sight among plenty
I see throughout the day.
I see it every night and thoughts escape,
Slowly they die out
Lost in a conundrum of ruthless memories
I can no longer recall
Before passing off slowly into my kind of darkness
Silent - unspoken...
Ayan Dasgupta
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-see-the-cats/
