The reticence of the night-sky
gets whispered in the depth
of the oceanic lake.
With a glimmer of expression,
the tides portray
birth-root of the stars.
And the imagination of the pitch-black hour
spills in the ink-ful extravaganza
of a poetic thought.
A tale of centuries
looms large
in the grandeur of the infinite ambience.
And slowly,
the light of reason
spreads its prismatic carpet
as the sun rises in sublimity.
And all this voyage
of the night's imagination
wraps itself up.
and subdued, just twinkles and dies silently
with the last gleam of hopeful moonlight...
And thus wakes up the morn,
missing the delight that almost never was!
Sarvesh Kulkarni
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-tale-of-the-night/
