Amongst the glittering chaos
There is peace in the darkness
There is hope of beauty,
In the night-light;
Maybe a little dim.
The shaking leaves of coconut tree
Don’t know where to stop
And how to, in the stormy waves
A trivial mind looking for likable silence
Amidst the monotony.
When the sky can’t tell nature’s destiny
It can wrap the globe with grey of clouds
It can behold the memories of love
That made the soil wet,
Plethora of imaginative lines
Drawing pictures of the night sky.
Prevailing folds to unfold......... 