How many more hearts will this night break into pieces.
This night is coming drop by drop from my eyes.
testing our loneliness
This night is silent to our feelings.
our voice has a lot to say
This night is hiding in the poems.
Wishes may turn a thousand, but still
This night doesn’t let us sleep peacefully.
How much more pain is there to be endured
This night doesn’t let morning happen on this face.
Nik Rajpoot-