Poem – Late Night Vision

In a half-moon night, 
a noiseless, chilling wind horribly tuned: the hymn of Nyx.

The tiny, little, bright spheres, some static and 

some were floating in the air; hyped and

played hide and seek with the roaming clouds, 

the view was in the lap of mystery, 

causing lot of misery; so, 

sleepless, I lay on my couch and 

was counting the tickling sounds of the silent hours.

And like a disillusioned romantic, tried to seek-a loved one- 

in my conceits, to share my loneliness and growing boredom.

but, the pending horrors (of night) hail 

my fears, and cease my pen to paint my dreams 

upon the twinkling sky; 

and dimly i heard a voice, saying: 

‘you’r strong but wrong, 

Don’t revere your stinky thoughts, worthless they as old wives tale.

behold! those clouds that may not shower any rain, but (at least) 

will color your sunset sky, so, 

sing your dreams, you are not done yet. 


About भण्डारी2013

Has a reflective and idealistic types of personality. Loves to participate in Social activities. Extremely loyal by nature. Laid back unless a strongly held value is threatened and a talented writer too.
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