Saturday 11 April 2009

Mysterious Nights



A piece which I have done Long back, I find it in my Archive:

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Every night, when darkness spread through the blue sky from the east,
An unknown sense of doubt spread through my heart too.
I keen to question every manner of human life in the darkness of night.
Night make me feel black, what a pretty black too.
Sometimes, I think, I am falling in love with the dark nights.
Then suddenly something reminds me:
It can’t be! How could I fall in love?

Then as always, when I see you in the morning,
The feeling of doubt would fade away.
You fill me with warmth, calm and certainty.

Every now and then I ask myself:
Am I falling love with you?
So what does this feeling means?
What does it called? What am I? And what is happening to me?

Confidence and Rights


People who have given us their complete confidence believe that they have a right to ours. The inference is false, a gift confers no rights.

Friedrich Nietzsche (1844 - 1900)