Night has a reasoning entrenched in the mysterious dark
Profound, yet it seems to scare the eyes that fail to read its psyche
Like dawn, it appears and disappears; only to hide behind the celestial veil
Nature’s play you may call or definitions galore for such phenomenon
Romanticised or ostracised according to the sympathies of that moment
Periods of gloom in the mind colours the phenomenon with bias
Duality is eternal; an uninterrupted change of nature’s possession
Denial of night obfuscates the reason for appearance of dawn
At the cusp of such consciousness, there’s turmoil and serenity
~Amitav