By Gunjan Nanda
The first ray lit me up
No it wasn't the sun,
The silvery darkness of the moon had a different aura
Maybe birds weren't my morning song
Maybe the sound of crickets and an owl's hoot had it all.
When they say a new day gives you hope,
I still believe that the dusk grooms you for challenging times to come
Given the fact that all good things arise at the break of dawn
I just wait for the morning light to be gone.
Night! I find a weird happiness in you
The kind that keeps me up, keeps me on my toes, keeps me alive
I remind myself of those sleepless nights when I turned to you..
Asking for help, to guide me through those troubled times when I needed a friend.
I know you told me that 'it's okay'. That I don't need a friend,
You knew I asked for a dark soul, instead you gave me strength to vent.
After all these years
My eyes leave no stone unturned,
I look for you in every soul unattended to, every place untouched.
Maybe some day I'll get tired and stop searching,
Searching for a similar spark, a familiar feeling..
Maybe I'll find it one day and you'll be long gone!