The sonnet of the Moonless Night

In the midnight, I peered through the window 

Expecting the moon and its fading yellow .

But I found the sky gloomy and dark

No bright stars or no gleams of the moon

It was silent and everywhere shadows lurked.

I knew dawn wasn't soon.

Still I searched for the vibrant streaks,

But only darkness filled my vision .

I saw an owl and heard it's mysterious shrieks ,

I felt nothing right , out of my intuition.

The moonless sky looked like a wingless bird ,

A nameless fear , an unknown chill crawled up my sleeve 

Neither a speck of light was seen now a rustling was heard .

Then in the pitch dark I saw a fairy dance as if she for the moon grieved .