down the panes of window
and I guess it was raining,
like tears shed from the eyes of a widow.
Dogs were barking out on the road,
it was merely the dark silence everywhere that glowed.
But, moon felt proud
as it raged against a cloud.
Have you seen a bat ?
Well, they were sprinting out there;
and the angry wind was howling,
describing itself bizarre.
The clock ticked and tucked
asking me to give
the FIEND SILENCE a hug.
The warmth that I got, out of it,
scorched my healthy skin.
My arm chair propped up in time
thereby helping me
to lean.
I called a search,
for the thought that was
disturbing me.
But was hard to trap it, as it was
dangling around like a bee.
Was petrified and terrified
by the sounds I heard.
It were rather my friends' memories
who were coaxing me to give
them a Rebirth.
So they were the ones
who made me fear
and freaky.
I was delighted to know,
that it was so tricky.
My college vaccctions were ON,
a cause of my drop at the house,
and the masti time, all gone
like separation occuring between
two spouse.
Well I enjoyed
the taste
and the love,
I got at home.
But soon the monotony,
the bitter one,
had grown.
I remembered
how we used to study late
in the night
after having, in our canteen,
a delicious bite.
I admired the thoughts,
which were speaking of my dance.
That I used to did,
on some birthdays, by chance.
Only this much ?
Oh no !
Without having any shame
my thoughts told me
more :
How we cheated the studious ones
by photocopying their notes
and then studying just before the exams
to achieve our goals.
Only in our underwear
the way we marched
in the night
and then under the water shower
called a beautiful fight.
How we hooted in the class
on the girls with our bad intents
but only on the ones who were smart
as they slog to pretend.
And the way we played Counter-Strike
with our minds trapped in craze
abusing the opponents
in the most hideous ways.
So 'the thought' painted a smile
on my face,
and my body fainted for a while
& dropped on the bed
with a grace.
In this way my mind
won the dark night
and I, on the bed, tried to
sleep with all might.
Next day, my mother asked me
"Son, is their any problem inside ?"
to which I, politely, replied, "Nothing maa, I merely had A Missing Night."
