ONE OF THOSE NITES

One Of Those Nites


i am sleepless,strange feelings surround me
my mind searches a question, the best possible one
that can never have an answer.

my soul plays the flute
whistling away to the its solitude
like those waves, who come together
but die a lonely death

i am the shore, the witness to those deaths
burdened by the sin of being the reason of those demises.
HIS voice at a distance, creates a web of emotions,
the Words taking the journey of bliss and moksha.

only my soul fails to find Moksha
in vain, but with the faith that it would not fail.
the time has stopped recognising me,
i dont remember who he is...

as sense starts making no sense to my mind
i wander away to a world that is flat
that is simple
so simple that you cease to exist

i move towards that world, to attain a state of 'Nirakar'
without any structure, any identity...
i feel relieved as the question ultimately arrives;

is it,

ONE OF THOSE NIGHTS?