I remember the mesmeric sea of the Amavasya night
The mysterious menacing bewitching black sea
Of the Amavasya night
Edged with foaming white fangs
Insidiously creeping up on me
Sneaking stealing edging closer - Ever closer
Beckoning calling me with keening cry in the howling
wind
Dragging me into his tossing churning heart
Heaving with a monstrous beat
Willing me into his dark embrace
Seeking to engulf me within his black soul
Binding me in his demonic spell
Seeking to make me part of him forever - And ever
Rushing receding roiling dancing
The dance of death to a manic tune
Toying playing a diabolic game
Claiming me dragging me within his dark gloom
Spewing spitting disgorging hurling me out again
To the seething surface
Sucking me back again within his dark depths
Making me part of him, Discarding me, again and again
Forever and ever Forever and ever
The mesmeric sea of the Amavasya night
-by Rita Putatunda
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