My secret love affair… with the night

As I grow older, I’m falling more and more in love with the night. Is it the darkness that I love or the silence that it brings? Is it the glow of the night lamp or the solitude?

night

Ah! the night is here,

How I love it so-

I, the silent spectator

It does the talking;

Moaning dogs, honking cars

Chirping crickets, screeching tires

Behind closed wooden doors,

And open glass windows

I hear, the incessant hum

The day is done; the night has come

Ah! The night is here,

How I love it so…

I, the keen observer

It does the painting;

Orange moon today, midnight blue skies

No sign of stars today; clouds in streaks, guise

Black crowns of trees, twinkling lights

I watch in amazement, I behold the sights-

A throw over my feet, a bolster for my back

A melodious silence, seeps in and stays

Ah! the night is here-

A silent spectator

Its watching,

Me; unwinding

A keen observer

Its listening,

The buzz of my unbroken breathing

My heart’s unceasing beating

Every ebb and flow

In the lantern’s soft glow.

Ah! The night is here

How I love it so…

9 responses to “My secret love affair… with the night”

Abirbhav

February 14, 2020

Ah, Night..!! How much do I love it.. 😍
(except the dogs and noisy cars of course)
I mostly like peace and tranquility. Night time gives the appropriate amount of such a quiet ambiance to think, work and enjoy..!!
If you so love nights, please do visit the places beyond the Arctic Circle during December. A pitch black darkness and serenity will certainly entice you beyond doubt.. 😊
(Have mentioned about it in one of my posts, hope you read it.. 😉 )
Lovely read.. Thanks for sharing..!!

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1. Smitha V
  
  February 14, 2020
  
  Oh yes – the dogs! They do bark endlessly here. Arctic circle – another one on my bucket list – to see the Northern lights in Iceland. Do share the link of the blog that you’re referring to.
  
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  1. Abirbhav
    
    February 14, 2020
    
    Barking stray dogs are the least of the worries for a pedestrian or a 2Wheeler rider in India. They snarl, jump, chase and attack. Please be safe.
    Sure.. I am sharing the link.. There is more than one post actually: https://theunclicheophile.com/2019/01/18/%d0%bc%d0%b5%d1%87%d1%82%d0%b0-the-quest-to-live-the-dreams-part-2/
    Enjoy..!!
    
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    1. Smitha V
      
      February 14, 2020
      
      Will take care Abirbhav. Thank you for the heads-up. And thank you for sharing the post.
      
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      1. Abirbhav
        
        February 14, 2020
        
        Glad to help..!! ☺️
        Eager to hear about your feedback..
        
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loisastwood

January 26, 2020

Loved your poem – the skies are indeed wondrous – I tend to see the rising sun more as I get up very early – but there’s nothing like a starry night. Thank you for sharing – blessings Lois

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1. Smitha V
  
  January 27, 2020
  
  Thank you so much for your kind words and blessings🙏. Am so glad the poem resonated with you. I used to love early mornings once but these days it generally means- get out of bed and begin the day with loads to do🙂. Hence the love for the night.
  
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Margie

January 24, 2020

Very nice poem!
I too love the night!

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1. Smitha V
  
  January 24, 2020
  
  Thank you Margie so much. Since you love the night too, am so happy to know you liked it.
  
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