To the night sky

To the night sky short poem

Every morning
The sun rises afresh,
I forget why I was so sad
The night before.

Why there was so much
Pain and blood
And loneliness
In the darkened
Speckled night sky.

Every morning
In my bathroom
A determined
Toothbrush wielding
hand forgets why…

There is so much
Salinity, pain, blood
And sense of futile longing
In the silence of
The scentless night air.

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Ravindran Govindaraju

Opening with fescennine lines,
night brings clamoured thoughts,
A fallen dreams,
with morning/dawn ,
a nostalgia ‘of futile longing ‘ .
I like the closing line ,with cycle of fear
” In the silence of scentless air ”
Thank you for sharing.


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