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In The Stillness of The Night

Nov 4, 2022
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By Gurkirat Singh Aulakh


When it’s all dark and none bright The paradox strikes ; and lo ! The umbra shows the light It’s then the soul takes off for the reckoning flight !! Yes , in the wee hours of the night The conscience oscillates between the wrong and the right Be thy a pauper , be thy a knight ! In the stillness of the night , the lover hearts come face to face Yes , when the world switches to the lower pace And the moon shows it’s full face It’s then the ‘lub dub ‘ synchronises with the galloping race In the stillness of the night …… The Nature showers the miracles and the wonders Amidst the invisible flashes , the inaudible thunders Yes , in the stillness of the night The Lord wakes its saints , thousands and hundreds His disciplined disciples throughout the calendars




In the stillness of the night ….. The sea shores share a cool breeze The hills go for the enhanced freeze It’s then Nature puts its machines at ease The breaths play the music , the rhythm , the snore , the grunt , the wheeze ! In the stillness of the night ….. The polluters relent to the sound of the creatures The Earth shakes and adjusts its features Many a soul take the first cry , and many flicker When the rodents squeak When the burglars peep When many are under circadian deep sleep And the voyagers take the departing leap !! Yes it’s when the students burn the mid night oil Off go for hair raising missions , the sons of the soil Yes , amidst the silence of the night When even the mightiest retreat to their den Researchers reach the zenith before the cock -a -doodle -doo of male hen Creativity takes a ride on the brush or the pen ! In the stillness of the night …. The dreamy mind wanders with the zest To board the flight for the dawn next !! ‘’’A lot can happen over coffee ‘’?? Nay ! A lot more happens in the stillness of the night Yes ! In the stillness of the night ……!!


By Gurkirat Singh Aulakh





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