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NOISES AT NIGHT
A sudden cackle of a child,
A sudden call of a drowsy pegion
The night watchman whistling away
Throughout the night;
The night,which is asleep
The night,which is noisy too
Sometimes just so irritatingly sleepless
So what keeps the night awake
What keeps it asleep
What makes a night be called a night
And not a day?
Is it only the light?
Which submerges the dark after the moon wanes.......
That is the night
The night,that kids are taught,is meant for sleep
and sweet dreams.............
Dreams of big gardens,toys
And boxes full of chocolates-
Nights mean bedtime stories
Nights mean bliss
And nights also mean stress
One wakes up
To the noises of the honking bike
The night wakes up with her
And for one, has been given pills
That do not help one sleep-
It is the night which keeps her company
Night before the exams
The night before the wedding-
Nights full of expectations-
When do they get fulfilled,one knows not,
But the night keeps them awake
With eyes either closed,or open.
A night is make-believe,
It is just an illusion
An excuse to rest-
Rest from a whole life laden with work
Night is momentary,evanescent,fleeting,a
Disguised break from
The eternal DAY
the day when there's work,only work
No time for some idle chat,or
Revival of old times.
Night is the noisy void-
The empty space
When sweet dreams and eerie ones
Dampen the eyelashes
When near ones communicate
Through touch,through snores,
Through snatching away the blanket,while in sleep
At night,one is young and childish
Who grows up again,to the day
Again,yet again,to the sway,of
Meaningless, heartless pursuits
Night means the clock ticking away,
as one watches wide-eyed-watches and waits
Waits for the day
When it is time to grow up again.
In the meanwhile
The oscillating night-guard,the
The sudden cackle of a baby,the
Fluttering wings of a drowsy pigeon-
Keep her company;
Keep her awake.