Late nights
with loads of coffee beside
desk full of papers
how shall a soul rest beside?
late nights
with grim silence outside
while chaos test inside
how shall a soul sleep this time?
late nights
With no one beside
mind plays it’s dirty tricks all time
how shall a soul be at ease this time ?
calming the mind
Focusing on breathe
thats what the yogic said
inhale and exhale every time
suddenly the night
looks lovely outside
the cricket plays it’s music
the owl hoots outside
wind blows with screech
the window vibrates each time
Is the night playing orchestra outside
late night
is it a special show
for the lonely soul watching the night
the moon sets the scene
the wind plays like a dream
there seems a violin playing
far somewhere
is it a dream or reality
Mozart seems playing
Late nights
a lonely soul
witness a screen
a play
a music orchestra it seems
was it the effect of yogic’s chant ?
is it a dream or reality….