By Ravi Ranganathan
When I walk with the night
Trees start breathing
Flowers start inhaling
Clouds tighten their cluster
Moonbeams glisten on the river
Sleepless birds
Start hopping on the grass.
Sky starts whispering secrets!
None of them mind my presence!
It’s a different trance in every sense.
Darkness protects my voice
From becoming a groan.
Ecstasies embrace agonies
Until it is undone
Night is a great companion!...
By Ravi Ranganathan
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