Death by Thunder on Such a Night

 

I planned it a long ago

To make a voyage with Death

Into a deep blue sea

To give away my breath;

And to brave the dreadful uncertainty,

With a farewell to life and its labyrinth:

May be in the twilight

With the splashes of melting gold

Into the relentless blue,

Ushering in a moon blanched night,

With a derailed drizzle in a dreamy light.

 

But on such a night

With all the shadowed dreams

Floating like a bunch of foamy clouds;

With all those unfinished jobs

Dwindling into the droplets of moon shrouds;

With all those meaningless promises

Hiding in the flow of enchanting jasmine;

With all those maddening night bloomers,

Glowing like fireflies in a starry shine-

Too beautiful to be real in a floating light,

With a nightingale and an aura of taking a flight…

 

But on such a night

After waking up from a beautiful dream

With an intense feeling for one more ride

Into the flow of an eternal stream;

With the blissful drops of a monsoon rain

After a long lingering summer pain,

I feel like walking alone,

Along a river in the rain,

With all my melting memories

Streaming down from the valley of my heart

Into the rivulets of a singing cloudburst…

 

On such a night

The ocean seems to be too far.

The relentless blue

Can be forgotten too

Like many other things for an unreal future.

On such a night

I feel like taking the short surreal sleep

To wake up to eternity.

Just a fraction of a second…

And the night looks so fairer to surrender.

Just a random bohemian thunder…a death by thunder.

 

©Atique R.