Random Night

The night beckons the moon to rise.

The night provokes the Sun, to end up in a surprise.

The night blushes with it's dark cheeks;

And with it's gleaming spots,

And a bright dazzling dot,

The night proclaimingly speaks. 

The night speaks of the past histories

The night speaks of the perilous mysteries.

The night is the sketch pad of the world.

It has sketches of the heavens, galaxies whorled.

I'm impressed by it's expanse,

I'm impressed when I merely take a glance,

At this Black Beauty, a wonder by itself!

But to know it's real beauty, one has to delve.

One has to probe into it to find out it's allure

One has to study the old lore.

The night is fascinating.

It becomes an imperial roof for a couple dating.

It becomes a shelter for a renounced sage.

It goes on aging as we age.

And finally destruction hits,

And tears this beauty into bits and bits.

Hail the night sky!

Hail the cause of my deep sigh!

Let night see the light.

Let night have a new sight.

Let night be the scion of brightness.

Let night beseech radiance,

And let night be the dazzling wisdom, from hence.

Grandeur of Gloom

A king losing his beloved queen,

Vanquished by the ever mighty death!

We've all through this been,

And Oh The Lord of Nazareth!

It is the ever eternal gloom!

Love and despise travel together,

In the sea of life; a mysterious tour

Storm of sadness making hopeless the weather,

We are to suffer for sure!

Hail the eternal woe, one with no cure!

Attachements to the ephemeral,

Delusions of the universe,

These cause a great a deal of peril,

And oh the odious curse!

Of grief, which in life, lurks!

Divulging the secrets of woe,

Directing the mind to think,

About what next to do,

When one is about to sink,

In the ocean of gloom, flowing till the brink.

Live life with love and then see the effects,

They momentarily perish pain,

And then see, in, what sets,

Craziness, hysteria and you turn insane!

Who glorified that grief is a bane?

From Romeo and Juliet to today's youth, 

Love birds part and sorrow sets in, 

This my friends, is the eternal truth,

This perhaps is repenting for a committed sin,

Truly gloom does not show any ruth!

But gloom-less life is tasteless

What for to work hard to attain bliss?

If life is simple, then just guess,

What will happen to this

World, which perhaps I cannot profess.

 

Cherry Nose

My nose is flowing,

I am totally sick,

The bacterias are growing, 

In the sputum, very thick!

I don't know how I caught it,

Who passed it and why,

I know that I don't like it a bit,

It just makes me despisingly to sigh.

My nose is red, mouth is sour,

I feel dead, struck by affliction.

Pain is increasing hour by hour,

And Crocin has turned an addiction.

Thinking about the time,

When I was sick and about to die,

Life at that time was prime,

And the medication, really high.

"Oh cut it!" I say to myself in contempt,

I should be thinking positive.

I should be thinking about the dreams I dreamt.

I should be thinking how to live

Oh, but I possess an affinity,

Towards death and it's beauty,

Life I always pity,

And I float in it's odious sea.

"Oblivion is awesome",

One has to ponder over this.

One has to be numb,

Towards life to enjoy bliss.

Life indeed is great, 

But still I am afflicted with cold,

This is my current fate,

Perplexed with which doctor I should get hold.

Sleep

A torture it is, without it.

No refreshment, not even a bit.

It's the wondrous gateway to another world,

A world that is pearled,

With alluring beauty; to be explicit.

My eyes, all tired, waiting for it to come,

But it keeps them yearning, being sometimes loathsome.

Frabjously at last, it leaps in,

To take me in a journey, away from my kith and kin,

To enthrall me and with goosebumps on my skin.

Gently stroking my eyes, we take-off,

To a destination nowhere, only which God knows of.

I enjoy the journey, cruising through the unreal, 

Forgetting everything, making everything surreal.

Having a time, gleaming like the pearl!

We land on the stars of dreams,

And the clouds caressing my cheeks as it seems.

The skies open to the vast heavens,

The sun they cause hindrance!

The universe fearing the oblivion.

My eyes open to see the world,

I realize that into dreams I was hurled.

Gaining the odious consciousness of yearning

Those stars which were just pretending,

Their existence and I, longing for them, deeply burning!