after dusk

under the dark moonless sky
with the cold wind grazing on
he shivered with the leaves
and the hours kept passing by

a rodent nibbled his toes brazenly

his leg twitched but stayed put

at least someone may have his fill

so some life may survive this debris

his back resting on overgrown roots

the benevolent tree barren, oblivious

his remaining eye sought any light;

time to give up on all life pursuits?

the darkness was now the only friend

his eye shut itself to seek the clarity

with the truth realised, calm engulfed

he had had his way, now the end beckoned.

I was browsing through the list of drafts and came across the first stanza, written and stored sometime in 2007! Felt compelled to take it to some conclusion and show it daylight (ironically :P)