The sonnet of the Moonless Night

In the midnight, I peered through my window,

Expecting the moon, its fading yellow.

But I found the sky gloomy and dark,

No stars and no gleams of the moon.

It was silent and throughout shadows lurked.

I knew dawn was'nt soon.

Still I searched for the vibrant streaks,

But only darkness filled my vision.

I saw an owl and heard its mysterious shrieks.

I felt nothing right out of my intuition.

The moonless sky looked like wingless bird,

A nameless fear, an unknown feeling crawled up my sleeve,

Neither a speck of of light was seen nor a rustling was heard .

In the dark I saw a fairy dance as if for the moon she grieve.