THE NOCTURNAL GLITZ
Kunal Roy
In the tapestry of night,
each star comes as a dream,
kisses my eyelids
before I drift into sleep!
The dream soothes the sinews,
embalms the soul,
relaxes the mind,
fetches smile
around the lips
shut and shaped!
A jerk,
all of a sudden
hits me,
the dream breaks,
wake up
with sweat on the forehead!
Heave a sigh!
A sigh of relief
all -
in symmetry!
The moon clings
the stars twinkle,
the clouds float
with ecstasy!
Noiseless -
barring a few crickets
buzz
amid the thorny bushes!
Am caught in a web :
not of conspiracy,
neither of malignance,
neither of nightmare.
But -
of castles build in the air!!
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