Somewhere black ,
Somewhere grey ,
No stars in sight ,
But a plain moon.

                                                The dark sky entrapped us.

like choking on smoke ,
I felt heavy when it
reached the horizon.
the car yet moved ,
i could sense the
boredom and anger the sky held
as it roared through lighting and thunder.

Some clouds , plain and grey to eyes lit up with thunder lighting

just above ,Soon pitter patter hit my ears , just as drops hit
window shields and we still drove.

The wiper cleaning out the droplets that hit ,

and I look with fascination,
As the clouds cry down a dozen tears ,
I hear their pain twisted within.

When the grey sky turns back-
to an endless black ,
I look around , but all I find is -
seamless dark
and trees standing out in a distant,
Different shapes and different sizes,
Their silhouettes- my eyes' attraction
As they seem to blend in with the sky
And create the perfect scenery -
all i feel is serendipity

~ and I realised traveling at night had its seamless advantages.

I love travelling at night , I love everything about it except the fact  I end up sitting at a place where I can't view stars and they are on top of my car . And that stars are disappearing now , lesser stars to view , I am hating how modernisation is killing them #savethestars ( is this even a hashtag , even if it's  not , I am making it one !)