NOCTURNAL NICHE

It is in night that I hear nights, every night…
and it hears me in my whispers; waking my own realm
while secrets keep knocking its doors.
It is in the night that I make the world a stage
and write my painful pieces on earth
till my pensiveness gets unfurled.
Reflections of soul’s tears and fears
begin to break away for dear worth.
In every atom of light my night shines.
I dissolve my faults In thorn ridden confines
till flowers awake, delighting in designs…
Closely consuming nights and nights
I create my own nocturnal niche
where my being resumes its smile.

Ravi.S. Ranganathan 27.06.2015

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