Night

The smell of loneliness, as I savour the lonely night,

A whiff of cigarette fumes

Blurring the black sky..

The sparkling beer in those shaky hands

Quenching the thirst, or just wetting the neck??

The silly song of crickets to hear;

Shapeless black ghosts peeping

From behind the green curtains of the distant woods.

Did I see a flying dream?

Or was it a shooting star?

Released from the shackles of courtesy and rules

The desires and dreams unite….

A candid canvas of dancing moonlight,

Somewhere, deep in the black forest,

A wild flower blooms….

I do not want your suns and rains

Just weave me in the dream you sleep with at night