I love nights.
The breeze at night feels different.
The people feel different.
And the silence does too.
The rustle of the leaves whispers to me.
The moon lights my world brighter than the sun ever did.
All I see is a starless sky these days,
but the horizon never ceases to amaze me.
I don’t have anyone to sway with,
but I watch the shadows dance.
And the music rings in my ears.
I hope death feels something like this too.
Like a long night.
I love nights.
Darpan 