In The Night Poem by Durlabh Singh

IN THE NIGHT.

Across the night
Full of starry glow worms
You hear sometime a ghost
Treading slowly, laughing
At antics of infantile humanity.

In the kindergarten of verbalisation
Unable to dream, to creating grandeur
Impeded by all the book knowledge
Encumbered by constructions of solid.

I see same ghost, passing numerous times
On woofs of the clouds tinted off white.

Where the space go wandering
And time set in repose, resting
After so many voyages ablaze
Let us elucidate reveries of gaze.


Durlabh Singh.