Night Sky

Gazing at the moon from my windowpane

I put the chin upon my hands.

Despite the curtains swirling with winter breeze

everything seemed so calm and right

Shining amid the unfathomable darkness

The moon enlightened the night sky

"Keep up the dedication and don't fade away"

was what the moon seemingly advising me that night

"How are you so pretty dear moon?", I asked

But she remained quiet.

She doesn't hear me, does she?

Neither she speaks,

an irony hard to accept,

I then got drawn into some exquisite flecks

The stars began to unfold!

The stars lingered around the moon

shimmering in pure whites.

A night of tantalising possibilities

and ahead of me a contest for the connoisseur

I couldn't but be overjoyed in such an ambient place

So when in the solitude I recall,

the spontaneity behind the occasion

delight suffuses the entirety of my soul

which is the joy of romanticism

and then i gaze at the night sky again,

untill my heart craves for it,

and again!