The starry night,
With the full moon above,
I remember that time,
When we first had a talk,
The deserted streets,
The dim street lights,
And each other’s smiles,
On either side,
We talked and talked and talked and talked,
Till it was a sunrise,
We stop and stop,
As you left,
Just as the roads filled,
When I heard honks and the screech,
I miss the yesternight,
And the moonlight above,
Now, no talks and just the lone,
Just like no one at the midnight roams,
The streets and the dim,
I miss them, truly from within,
The night, It slipped,
Now there is no you,
But me and these desolate streets.

Bansi Unadkat.