As the night again approaches, the moon too.
Everything around me is silent, except the thoughts of you.

Now whenever my gaze falls on moon,
I just wish the night doesn't end, so soon.
Sounds of busy streets reaches my ears,
That is the only time when I can slide away my fears.

Nights are so beautiful aren't they?
Even when it makes world seem grey.
The slow dance, the pleasant melody,
And for time wounded hearts,it's the only remedy.

As the night approaches and the curtains go down,
I should go to my slumber and stop my mind from roaming all around.
                                              H.S