The child of the night

In the heart of the night

With shaky footsteps, I walked all alone

Upon the path that pearly moonlight

Had brightened on the cobblestone

Through the moorland and darkness peering

I tried to figure out my way

With frozen lips and a body fearing

I heard rustling of the leaves, of early may

My legs trembled and with a heart pounding

Scared; I let out a muffled cry

I stood still in an eerie surrounding

Hoping for a traveler to pass by

I heard nothing but the sound of nothingness

A prominent music of my own silence

And a sudden flutter that further silenced my silence

It was then, when, I lost my sense to sense

My eyes shot up tracing the sound

Whilst my feet froze, married to the ground

Oh! It was an owl, a child of the night

Which perhaps felt frightened of a loner like me

And if only it knew, my plight!

How its flight further blinded my sight

And drained my throat to the core

How my heart at once gave up

Waving a white flag, crying - No more!