The Night

The Night

The night has crawled out

Like a silken saree

Draped graciously

Dipped into wine...

Its perfect creaseless aura

Unleashes delicately

The beauty of nature

Unveiling magic spells...

Wrapped over sky

With glittering stars

Embedded in between

Beautifying the time...

Humming the chant

Of unspoken ataraxy

The clouds shall coalesce

In its avowed territory...

The half moon too

Longed secretly

Hiding, aching fortnightly

For its long awaited advents...

-- Vibhuti Mangal

(The poet is a Sqn Ldr with the Indian Air Force and writes under the pen name TheNastyNib)

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