Night Getting Late Poem by AKSHAYA KUMAR DAS

Night getting late...
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NIGHT getting late,
correcting the words in haste,
at middle of the night,
the neck feels such tight,
frozen muscles of the shoulder,
aching in pain for delayed slumber,
often such delayed nights,
the privacy of life fighting for its rights,
slumber not taking names of billing,
delayed timings keep eyes wailing,
wailing with pain the frozen muscles,
bending over the work to finish,
life taking a toll at times,
thoughts baffling to create rhymes,
the mind not in moods of console,
the betrayed words fail to please the soul,
at least the midnight,
in haste gives some thought,
never know the moods of my lovers,
whether they feel pleased my readers,
night says it is too late,
just go to bed try your fate,
Not agreeing the feeler sent by brain,
the ticket booked for the night train,
leaving without knowing the destination,
tomorrow will bring lot of impeccable dawn.....
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(c) Akshaya Kumar Das 6/12/2015 00: 38 HRS