Draw the dreary tarnish
Buried inside under of,
the mud covered ground.
Somewhere did a courage bespoke
With a glint of sorrow!
Dried they eyes insure uncertainty
With a faith less’ly killed
The unseen utterance of muted tomorrow.

Whoever shall assume
Just hesitantly remember to rise?
Handling the shiny curdled dagger.
Swaying it ferociously still
Out in fear of specious tame;
splitting down those shaky fist…
Saw’ed some towards the frowning earth.
‘Cried tears, Dust and rain!’

“Rejoice! ..Rejoice!”
As the woken beast
Somehow does come alive.
Out numbered will set
get swept away,
Vanishing within the densest mist
Never will they be seen again.

What has ingrained
May some how dare!
Other’s do run.
But be please beware.
Wink in their eye
And does finish get all,
Scamper. ’Shelter into the dusk.
Courage to cowards.
And; one more amongst them
In pool of blood did every body fall.

So much witnessed
Yet the unseen blamed
Hue of anger
With a rage in pain.

Blood in anger
Deceive to the being.
Granting a vary wish
Of behest hunger tamed
With every crush bit of will
They humble faint.
Transforming itself into the rage
of a might vertiginously curtained.

Once I was bestowed,
..Bestowed with a phrase!”
Someone termed me
With such a wonderful grace.
Considering it as a compliment
I murmured it till it heed
Liked it so much
But there was never a need.

“Yeah! … As quiet as a Door Mouse!”
Said She with a certain locking of her jaw….
I guess it was Owed to my gesture
Or was it due to one of my Mysterious flaw.
Quite Impressed I was…
Reluctantly a little shy
Where that compliment came from;
I was never supposed to know ‘WHY!’

The pondering that went
Over that very little pretty thought.
With days ran into dreaming
And into all those sleepless thinking night.
No doubt a wonderful lady
“She was….!”
But I wasn’t exactly the one
That went by the name;
‘..Some disgraced armor knight.
Was they for me?
Why were they for me?
Most of the time I seldom fear.
Well! She must have been joking
As she was sitting so gorgeously near.

“I fell with laughter
Rolling..;
On the tumbling floor.
The moment I was blessed;
With the sudden urge of realization,
…a realization so gore.
“Oh god! They weren’t any compliment.”
The squeaky voice inside so selflessly screamed.

But What the wonderful lady meant rather;
had a certain sarcastic charm.
But those adjectives and verb
were shot from such a close distance
….Not sure though!
Were they supposed to be of any harm?

“Ok ..quiet I am certainly!”
And I really didn’t knew
What supposedly in a world
A creature termed as a,
‘A door Mouse’
is suppose to be.
But now do I know
And now have I learned.
Gosh! Still somehow curious…
About those pretty lady’s intention.
In complimenting; “you see.
“…A disgrace for a humble little mouse;
Or was it just a compliment
Meant totally for a creature like ME!!