The night throws a shroud around my feelings
Enveloping those delicate sheaths
With utmost care, with extreme caution
For feelings also harbour feelings
Which sway with the murmuring zephyr
Living, throbbing, having a life of their own
Which cannot be disturbed
Lest they decide to leave
Treading one step at a time
Ever so softly
Into the surrounding silence

The dew drops which descend noiselessly
Keep company as they only can
Weaving their way through the leaves, flowers, blades of grass
Caressing lovingly
Entwining themselves with their dainty lovers
Entreating them to stay
Nightlong

Subir Chakraborty
17th April 2021