Then-3
-Awaken?
Not slept yet?
How can you be sleepless?
-Counting stars
And seldom observe dancing sky
How the big cloud chunk
Lean on each other
Cloud are like frippets,
Hope you know
Like the courtesans, to seduce customers
They come too closer.
-Damn you! Don’t jeer at the courtesans
This words are absolutely misleading
-Oh! Feminism,
Alright, won’t say again
-Well, where is the shyness of men
In eyes or in skull?
They are turned on seeing a woman
Saints metamorphose to demons
Frivolous, like those clouds.
-Drat! Tell me, why didn’t you sleep?
-To see the tryst of night
-Well, what you’ve seen?
-Sharp rays, came from galaxy, hit the darkness
Aim like curved bow, towards the paired hills
Lustful in sixty four orders
-Aware of astrology?
-Not really, a bit
-Well Jagadish, you know a lot
What in the opposite of earth?
Men don’t say anything regarding that side
Though they think a lot on planets
Will anyone ever be able to decipher the mystery?