Ode To A Sleepless Night Poem by Seema joglekar

Ode To A Sleepless Night



Svelte sunset beckons murky darkness,
And puts to bed another spangled day,
While heavens suspend in lavish turbulence,
Await seraphims with fireworks on their way.

Celestial bodies swing in silent purring cadence,
Float in mercurial spasms lit on ether,
Spheres make music vouch to never oscillate &move away,
As the nebulae serenade to each other.

Constellations dangle in garters & retire for the night,
Chant a rosary for a peace chained in denouncingweight
In stellar glory spin on spider’s thread to span a void,
Take the unknown road that only by the brave know not to avoid.

With our nearest star eclipsed in a night’s blackout,
The star-studded Elysium, in a cosmic flash heave,
Shadows prowl on tip-toes in night’s stillness down below,
In their lingering light, say this is where dreams live.

Night arrives as a nymph nervous, seeking comfort,
In her nuptial dress sprinkled in bright star dust,
Where stars hang like pearls and fire-flies light,
And jewels flush in the dewlocks of the night.

Stars lift and fall with smooth undulations,
With each graceful sweep of her gown,
As night descends from the starry spiral staircase,
Out of the doorway of the moon.

Night returns reverie cut by the popping moon,
Throws her most treasured, resplendent, ornament,
Into comatose hours with her milky white brilliance,
Now together renders the stars redundant.


With her mind made up, moon peers in monocles,
While on her beams ride the thaw,
World lies woven in a shroud of sleep,
Chill air is hushed in awe.

Her frantic wanderings create an eternal spectale,
Scales the skies for a glimpse of her cherished one,
Pleads to her ethereal chums to come assist,
Begins a journey similar to mine.

Planets cross, higher destinies command,
Her lonely grace outshines that comfort numbers do not provide,
Some laughed in envy, as others behind the night veil slept,
With lanterns in their hands some join in her quest.

From one horizon to the other, she spans the skies,
Ordained in amagnanimous vein the evening star flies, ,
Heavens unsettled, a carnival of clouds rush in empathy
By her light, trees spread out to join in a cause lofty.

Lovers are thus lead through the night’s dread
As this retinue of heaven in a fleet, Their egos shed
Inquiring from one end of the skies to the other, they greet,
Yet tonight heaven is what I cannot reach.

Words hang like collateral pregnant with thought,
Deep longings jump to my lips besought,
Beyond that one wish that heaven must persist,
Like the moon disoriented, none can deign to exist.


In my heart tempests collide,
On shriveled wings blind bats glide,
A worthless emblem flaps his wings,
Owl screeches losing the unearthly hour’s bearings.

Moon hangs like a chandelier, past the witching hour, chandelier,
Moonlight powders the fields, searching, agonising at every pore,
Frost mutters incantations in the darkness, atone,
Despairing as final tears of the moon.

Now with their journey complete, speak,
They bring message that the night kept you awake,
Turning, with a similar quest; the moon takes a halo,
Fragrant hours wilt, a night ‘s torment aglow.

While all this is written and complied,
Dewy fingers draw dawn’s veil, a night has been unkind,
And an entire night’s sleep is missed,
And you are still on my mind.

Heavens melt into flames, as sunrise creeps,
A cacophony of bird’s songs, drive away last dregs of sleep,
Morning brings my only reward, the distances agree,
That awake far away, you watch the sunrise with me.

x-x-x
Seema.Joglekar.
3rd-Jan-2010

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