May 7, 2017


It’s dark again…..
That time around, when the bejeweled night sky would ascend
Wearing an illuminated cloak, swiftly wiping every nook and corner
And then.....
Rolling out a salver
It would elegantly spread out, some lustrous delicacies to attend
With its tiny, twinkling and sturdy stars
Amassed into galaxies, near and far....

Wrapped in the celestial ecstasy and charms
Some hearts seem busy, plaiting silver yarns
Into a pergola of plummeting peonies and pansies
To titivate altars of unspoken-unheard fantasies

And through my nerves, creeps in a mystic breeze
Abolishing all hurting and smoothening all crease

Whilst the pearly bubble molds swiftly into a crescent
The soul encaged within, escapes my naive skeleton, 
Fighting vehemently the muscles, ligaments and tendons
Unwrapping to float, like passing flames of the lantern

Now numbness prevails.. with all its might
Is it the death of a day or infancy of a night?

There is but only stillness around,....


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