The Transformation

One has led an ambiguous life hitherto, after stopping work.
And strangely, a slow transformation is taking place which has brought itself to the forefront today.Its not a creeping sense of pall or gloom, but a slow black sense of strength that is growing within one..
Waking up at 12 am sharp and sleeping between 10 am and 3pm waking through the nights without feeling cold. Smelling the crisp frigid air at 2 in the morning.
One cannot deny the tug of hindustani music at 2 am, reading ophthalmology, eating a pear after brushing my teeth seems strangely normal. What it is? I cannot define, but at least my biological clock is working like a bat's.However I steer clear of any propensity towards human necks(nudge,nudge,wink,wink)!!

The entire setting seems so normal.cold silence of the night lit by the misty rising moon,often shattered by the moving cabs of nearby call centers. Of a frigid breeze that creeps into my room tingling my nose, toes and fingers. Of genuinely moving music that plays through a hotline to the soul. And a burning black ferocity in the heart that isnt yet cooled.

Vampire or Werewolf,
the Night is Enticing, Seductive even.
In its calm exterior and depth seething with emotion, it speaks to me in a voice of its own. A heart rending song, and at other times a naughty loving limerick..

How I wish you could feel this,
Feeling failed by words.
Here I stop....
Waiting for her, yet

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