Silent Nights

Silent Nights

A Poem by Abhilash Hegde

I often stood by the window sill
and awaited till the moon
mirrored her lynching eyes.

The road down the street
always wore the colour of black pearl
that she dearly wished for. 

The cold breeze from far north
often smelled of her cushy suave skin
that bosomed my crave
for her beguiling charms.

The hush night always hummed to me
in a dulcet voice,
resounding the words
that she lent meaning to.

The raindrops often smothered
my pale cheeks
and coursed down my lips
rinsing her tantalizing presence
until I surrendered all of me.

The pages of the diary 
that lay unopened 
are the only stack of ageing papers
that 'll stay alive
to recite the tale of silent nights
in a deluge of
broken words and incomplete sentences.

23rd Sep 2008, by Abhilash Hegde

© 2016 Abhilash Hegde


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I love your mingling of your being bewitched by love with the natural surroundings- the moon, the road, the breeze, night and raindrops- these images are where your heart lives. Then there's the diary, not reflective of any surrounding images, closed, containing fragments of your experience. The contrast is wonderful. I particularly liked the phrasing of the first two stanzas "moon mirrors her lyching eyes"- this is so vivid I can see her eyes- and "the road. . . Always wore the color of black pearl"- another beautiful and alluring description. Beautiful poem, haunting and descriptive.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Abhilash Hegde

5 Years Ago

I must say, you have a keen eye for the detail. I'm so glad to know it invoked those images and the .. read more



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I love your mingling of your being bewitched by love with the natural surroundings- the moon, the road, the breeze, night and raindrops- these images are where your heart lives. Then there's the diary, not reflective of any surrounding images, closed, containing fragments of your experience. The contrast is wonderful. I particularly liked the phrasing of the first two stanzas "moon mirrors her lyching eyes"- this is so vivid I can see her eyes- and "the road. . . Always wore the color of black pearl"- another beautiful and alluring description. Beautiful poem, haunting and descriptive.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Abhilash Hegde

5 Years Ago

I must say, you have a keen eye for the detail. I'm so glad to know it invoked those images and the .. read more
Our journals have a habit of being just that way don't they?

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris

5 Years Ago

Insight has a way of growing a person... and surviving that growth.
Abhilash Hegde

5 Years Ago

Chris, that's a deep thought.
I must say, very true in many ways!
Thanks for sharing.. read more
Chris

5 Years Ago

thank you as well...
Hey Abhilash, nice poem. Just a spelling error fist line, last stanza. ;)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Abhilash Hegde

5 Years Ago

oops, yeah that's a typo. Made the correction.
Thanks for noticing, Andronicus.
You go.. read more

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Abhilash Hegde

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