Just love the feeling and silence of the night,

When eyes constantly keep on searching for you or your sight…

Accompanying silence, that it spreads around,

Just thoughts crippling from everywhere, towards are found…

The present so much does feels depart,

Vacating space for the past to again be a part…

Ears soon to start searching you voice, eyes your face,

Leaving the peace and charm of night, in search of your grace…

Wandering by silence and thoughts in the lanes, lying in vacuum of the space,

To see if I could somehow find you, or least, track along your trace…

For the heart it’s just always you, who had been most near,

But without you around, keeps on re-realizing, no one else could ever fit as dear…