MIDNIGHT HEAVEN

The heart lubdubs in silence.

 The dark room is not dark anymore. 

The night glows in hand. 

The dreams return from the sea shore - 

The waves whip on the beach. 

The boats wobble in the horizon. 

The lighthouse hints of a new beginning. 

A face tries to become the reason. 

The face glows in the dark

And talks a lot about love. 

The talks disappear in silence

Of the sound of perennial lubdub. 

The images of the northern hues

Make noises in the jungle of emotions. 

The mountains return from the oblivion

All because of her black top's frozen motions. 

The journey of the heart peeps 

Through the slit of the window. 

The blue jeans glow in the dark. 

She hints to present a better tomorrow. 

The eyeballs move up and down. 

The smoke of doubt covers the glow. 

Time and again the time threatens

To break the bubbles of the rainbow. 

Yet, the rainbow glows tearing the clouds. 

The dark room is no more dark. 

The hues return from the oblivion 

All because of her glowing mark. 

Though the heart is unsure of the end, 

The hope crawls on the soil of the heart. 

The time threatens to bite it to death. 

Yet, she sparkles in the crazy dark. 

The ice chunk tries to break away from the glacier. 

The heart feels the cold of a dying pen. 

But she glows with the hope of warmth

To bring the delightful midnight heaven.