The silent night
Almost dawn
With a cool breeze
It starts,
From the east.
You'd have seen
Nothing like it,
Mist
They call it.

Dumbfound
By the sight of it,
Shimmering street lights
Distant
But clear.
A Harley
Roaring on
The highway.

An unimaginable
But real
Beauty.
Par excellence.
I can see
The darkness
Fade away,
And abruptly
Scattered
Comes the grey.

Waiting
For the end
To fall
And the beginning
To start.

Waiting
For the hope
To light
My heart, my soul
My will.
As the darkness
Is on its way
To establish
Its supremacy.

The fire in you
The fiery orange
Overshadowed
In remote
Wilderness
But
You're still
Waiting

Waiting
For the sun
To rain
And the rain
To shine.

Some small, some low
Some high, some more
Misleading & misguiding
Your need, want
And desire.

Anticipating in assurance
Yours expectations are built
And ignoring all disappointments,
Your craving your carve.
Mere fantasies, so uncertain
So unrealistic.

Getting back the unexpected
You progress in and within it
Play tricks and lure your mind,
But a doubt stands out
Who's expectations are you living for?

There is no time to lose, to please.
Let life surprise you!