With the arrival of darkness and silence so futile
I sit in my chariot, up in the sky
Gazing and gleaming with my tiny eyes
I throw the twilight on the world so wide
Revealing the truths and some untold lies
Which can only be seen in the moonlight
To my right I see a raunchy man with the wine
Yelling at his mistress, giving pain in her spine
This act of violence starts right at nine
And continues till the golden beam shines
To my left, I see an orphan child
Who pretends to sleep but cries all night
Thinking about her loving parents
Who are shining with the stars , up in the sky
The next I see is a poor man on the street
Who is sleeping barely under the cloudy sheet
He tosses and turns over and over again
Because the chilly winds are tearing up his veins
Now I have moved in the direction of west wind
Where I see a pretty girl standing near the window plane
With complete devotion and serene look at her face
She is admiring me with a fantastic gaze
Her smiling lips and rosy cheeks
Reflect the love which is filled in her bosom so deep
Seeing such sights I soon realized
That darkness of night throws some light
On minute realities of human life
Which remains hidden in the daylight. ©©yas!
