Moon Knighted

Created an aisle to bring

Her back from the dais

Awninged with firmament,

The room was inundated

Of crowded silence, 

The crescendo was

Maimed with elegance,

The fall was awaited 

With on-the-qui-vive eyes, 

The stage was set for

The adulation to be

Carved with exactitude,

She was queasy seeing

The arrangement, sans

Any artefacts she sprauchle 

From the dais, the schwa

Started to inscribe each

Corner, with none letting

The words to spill, she

Gasped and waved,

The laudation pullulated

Susurrant her arrival,

Turning the lights on

The centre stage as 

She walked along 

The aisle, the lights

Ensued her, she waved

With a smile, reaching

The door – she looked 

Back again at the firmament,

He was in tears; she let  

Her emotions behind the

Spectacles, she wore

Recently, to hide the

Scars, the doors opened

She disappeared in the

Dark, the door remained 

Close forever, the neat

Script penned by the auburn

Had the last laugh, she

Betrayed him to be with

The night forever, he

Incised a net to her

Interest in being

Vacuolated in a distant

Galaxy away from the

The Milky Way.

By Orbindu Ganga

From: India