And again in this murkiness
I was caught whispering with the stars and the moon..
talking about the incorrupt, trusty, loyal night,
talking about the tranquil and unruffled moonlight,
talking about the silentious, shy, soundless leaves..
And in this darkness
I saw myself blind yet revealing..
Folded, yet not wrapped...
Unbarred yet concealed..
and numb yet compassionate..
And in this duskiness..
In search of someone very pure
I was cuddled by the wind puffing,
teaching me to peek light
while whispering to the night….
Devyani Deshmukh: She is pursuing master's degree in comouter science at US. I am highly interested in writing. This poem is nothing but a fictional work. It shows the plight of a girl who is broken in love and made to keep distance from him.