Musings after dark
To the stars and fireflies To the dusk which has surrendered itself to the dark skies, Of folklores which speak of full moon Regaling lovers who meet and swoon, Over hopeful vows and ever after promises…. Where the dance of twilight belongs to their dreams Where the sunsets are embraced entwined and the glorious dawns are welcomed with open arms, Of a place you tell me Where dreams come true and rainbows shine Where one knows of clouds only with silver lining Not a soul cringes, nor an eye rains Coz I know of a world which owns those who love and bereave Those who fiercely hold onto their flickering flame In the moonless and darkest of skies who passionately embrace darkness swashbuckling the yearnings of their soul, who wonder where to get their share of sunshine and confetti When the night becomes both a mammoth and a soul mate to them stabbing in the back with incessant ‘what ifs’ and gently lending a shoulder to cry on wholeheartedly, To