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 those who strive hard to make it through each night

carrying their deepest scars with the brightest of smiles,

Yes I know of souls who cringe, cry and breakdown every night

Only to put together their pieces back to love, live and laugh with every sunrise…