Saturday, 1 November 2025

The inverted night

 

The moon is ravine tonight

As I stare into the deep skies

Spread over and alabaster bed

The night smiles and softly lies

The orb wrapped in black garb

Moves deftly mounted on his sleigh

Criss cross the visible pane of my sky

Interspersed with the blink of blind

The lashes that close her dazzling eyes

When dreamy days awake sleepless

And plunge deep into inverted nights.

Dehradun

2322

15.44 hrs

1.11.25


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