Night*

What kind of night is this
The wolves are all quiet
But the moon is howling

What kind of night is this
The ghosts are all hushed
But the trees and vines are full of chatter

What kind of night is this
The cicadas are all silent
But there’s a raucous cacophony in my ears

What kind of night is this
The sea is wave-less, still
But there’s a raging tsunami drowning my mind

What kind of night is this
I can see you with my eyes shut tight
But it all goes dark the moment they’re open

What kind of night is this
Your warm breath still lingers on my cheek
But my hand falls, limp, on your empty pillow

4 thoughts on “Night*

  1. samvswami

    Hmmmm…… Should we all be worried that you’re having a dark night ? I would say this isn’t normal. You should be cheerier and whatever I can do to contribute, I shall ! Let’s find other thoughts

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    1. Satyen Hombali

      It’s only a poem Swami. Please don’t read anything into it. Sometimes the poet has to pretend like his heart was broken!

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