NIGHT



The night stands still,
Colourful lights weaving their skill 
On the land and water,
Escorting the dark all over.


The balmy night,
Embalmed with fragrances slight,
A play of lights 
On the curved bight.


Slight sway of white tuberoses, 
Dancing red roses,
A thousand fragrances the night discloses,
All bundled, like a bunch of posies.


Stars twinkle,
Sounds tinkle,
Quietly smiles the periwinkle,
Love rekindles.


As we sit on the bandstand, 
Hand in hand,
Dreams studded on a colourful strand,
Hearts picking up what no one can understand. 


Thus in love united,  
Two hearts excited,
Enlightened, embraced and delighted,
In the velvety,sensuous night, both invited.

©Madhumita