A NIGHT'S INSIGHT

It’s just like the darkest of the hours
Sky filled with constellation of stars
Seldom glimpses of Venus and Mars
Besides crescent or full moon sparse

As its glow streaking down the Earth
By the twilight carving its own birth
But only if it can implicate its worth
Blossoming quietly as divine flowers

Spreading its fragrance every where
Blending along with a cistern’s flare
Like a celestial wave through the air
As smokes of a solitary heart chars

Smouldering passions with emotion
Creating rather a vague commotion
Also trying to speculate the notion
Of how to remove all the past scars

Inflicted upon as journey traversed
Being blessed and also been cursed
With own spirit the wounds nursed
Obtained from the battles and wars

Thro’ nights that transform to days
Sunrise gently strikes the first rays
Trying to realize the nature’s ways
Unlocking the mind behind the bars

Of the asylum of sorrow and grief
With daybreak instigating a belief
That sunrise will bring some relief
By which I hope my soul empowers