I love the nights….

Night is always young

the view outside my window was the prettiest

the plants lit up by the moonlight

the sands shining like silver in the bright moonlight

the stars twinkling up in the night sky guiding someone who has lost their way

the beauty of the night was augmenting

the beauty of the nature in the moon light was impeccable

everything had a silver taunt

the fireflies made the grasses more attractive ornating them with their golden light

the night owls echoed giving the night a provoking touch

I loved the nights, the darkness always attracted me

It was like my soul – deep and hidden

as the day sees the unreal me, the nights knew the real me

the nights were my companion in sorrows and happiness

the nights stood all along, giving me enough time to revive

the nights fulfilled my dreams

the nights taught me to love the darkness

I loved the ambiguity that a night brings in one’s life

an uncertain day ahead that was unpredictable

I wanted to soak myself in the darkness and shine silvery like the nature in the moonlight

And in the dawn wake up in the misty land showered in dew drops

the purest form of water

I wish I was the night who can comfort a lonely soul….