Bats

Bats, the lord of the night
Gives anyone a fright
It is a night spy
But really why?

Majestic mammals, I admire
The animal that links with a vampire
A aura of darkness surrounds it
Why do people believe this even a bit?

It has an inner beauty
Which is beyond morality
It is a creation of the grand
Why don't you understand?

An illusion throws people in a quantity
Into the realms between dreams and reality
It is part of the maltreated party
Can't you hear its plea?

Bats, bats, lord of the night
Gives anyone a fright
It is a night spy
But really why?

poem by Shanthosh Suganthan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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