And then there were none.
They came and they went..
silent joy simple fun
the starry firmament.
While for words this mind craved
the wind blew unheard
While this ink raved
flew away the singing bird!
The stars got weary of twinkling
real moon turned an imagined one
These blind eyes had no inkling
how they debarred the simple fun.
When they turned to behold
this madness was done
times hid in wrapped fold..
And then there were none.
Pradip Chattopadhyay
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-then-there-were-none-4/
