Let’s Call The Night

The endless shadowy nights are hard to spend

but still I wait for darker night to arrive

when the goddess of night, Nyx sits by

my side caressing and combing the tangles

from my ashen hair, envelops me in her  

shady mysterious grasps.


Over many sips of melancholic wine and

gulps of memories I narrate to her the day’s tale

midst many picks and puffs of smoke.

I bare my heart and pull out the agonizing

twines of soul before the mighty dawn

breaks and dispels us both.


Random details of trails I took, trudged on lanes

unknown, while she heeds to the

whispers of my soul stroking the sooty

hair, balms the inflicted heart sores, I tell her

how again he never came home.


She gently wipes the cascading saline tears

with her dusky veil, while I tell her how

day’s light causes me so many woes all

that which she already knows.


I urge her to hurry before scorching

red hot day again arrives,

smiling she replies don’t worry after

 dusk, It’s only me who thrives

Knowing that magical things 

only happen at night, she went 

flying on her ebony wings.





54 thoughts

  1. The nights truly are beautiful for one can bleed out the heart’s pain in tranquility. Thank you for sharing such a moving poem! According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them ☺️

    • Spot-on Sidharth, nights are beautiful, I love weaving poems in the darkness of nights! I’ll definitely read your poems and share with you my feedback! Thanks a lot for your precious time and words. I am truly humbled. Blessings!

      • Thank you for respecting my request, if you read some of my poems you’ll probably notice that most of my poems’ plot revolves around the night time. Please feel free to explore any of my writings whenever you feel like, thanks again for respecting my request ☺️🙏

    • There is something so powerful and intriguing about nights. I love nights specially now that I’ve 18 months old daughter who doesn’t let me sleep at night, all I do is spend gazing into darkness and writing! Thanks for reading, truly appreciate it.

  2. Wow. What a different view. Usually day is what people look forward to but your poem made night such a beautiful thing. The only friend who understand your pain and gives you solace from the chaotic day and the broken promises.
    On a separate note looks like you are a wine connoisseur 😊

    • Thanks alot for reading Dracul Van Helsing, I was expecting your reply on the verse of night. For who knows night better than Dracul himself. Thanks alot for reading truly appreciate it!

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