Member Poem

Under the veil of Night I fly
Away from the shhhs of people lost,
All day astray in daily grind,
Who now writhe unsettled in the niches of nap.

Under the veil of Night I fly
Over dozing deserts
And torpid timbers,
Yeah only silence to hark me
Without interventions or dams
Will flow my throat 's stream of melodies
Tuned in the ecstasy of Him,
My Lord unbeatable, Immortal,
To say, the Hunter of Death itself.

This hymn will join the river
Whose ripples sing lullabies
To canyons in catnap and the snoozing cities
Unheard by any
Except the walls famed for sharp ears
Or a rave wanderer like me.

Under the veil of Night
Will I sing my voice
Soaked in the ambrosia of my heart
Which , to many a day back brokens
Is a screech.

The veil of Night
That shelters heists and piracy
Will today my ballad hide
From unwanted ears
And let me be me
Away from those who have not even a breath
For themselves to spare.

Under the veil of Night
My verse rebounds
In the snores of sleeping stars
Escaping the deceiving moon
Received by Him
Who truly lights this cosm.