Night Vision
The sky is black,
the stars shine silver,
the birds are sleeping in their nests.
The moon casts shadows,
wild beasts go hunting;
but people lie asleep and unaware
of the peace, the stillness,
and the beauty of the night!
I wrote this poem called 'NIGHT' for my school mag when I was in 'Class III-B'... about 7 years old... :)
the stars shine silver,
the birds are sleeping in their nests.
The moon casts shadows,
wild beasts go hunting;
but people lie asleep and unaware
of the peace, the stillness,
and the beauty of the night!
I wrote this poem called 'NIGHT' for my school mag when I was in 'Class III-B'... about 7 years old... :)
Wat a loss of that night, bro - it aint comin back! I remember the night when Armstrong took that leap onto the frickin moon, I stared hoping to see the bugger. I was staying at Dhaula Kuan Officers Enclave,my dad was an army officer and we were little buggers ,pretty precocious - already waiting to spring from the shadows with our hard-ons,which,incidently were only a handshake away! If u weren`t laid by class 5, u were an outcast. And since i lost it in class 7, I wrote my first poem in class 6, which went - " Gazing into nothingness / lost to the world am I / Returning to the past in my thoughts / something bitter lingers in my mind / . Nothing has changed : when u aint gettiing it regularly - shairi aah hi jaati hain !
ReplyDeleteO*M*G!!!! Bachpan se.......
ReplyDeletebhaiji aap to bus ap hi hain ab aap se kya kehna
ReplyDeleteAmazing! an artist by birth. You have captured it perfectly. It is only nocturnal's who'll understand its' depth.
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