The Late Night

oh look! the late night arrived,
asking me if yet another day i had survived,
sitting across, enquiring
So, how was the day?
easy or tiring?
i looked at the pile of work, and then at her and said,
don't tease me, i envy you and your freedom,
chuck the work, i wish i were in bed.
 she rolled her eyes, gave me a doleful look,
for a moment she let me read her like an open book,
what i saw startled me, and then she spoke,
she said : oh! you stupid bloke,
don't you realise what i go through?
to start with, there ain't any sunshine,
all i deal with is cigarette smoke and wine,
with every passing hour it just gets worse,
and i don't even have a voice to curse.
  for a little while, she kept silent,
then musing over what she just said,
she smiled over her own brief lament,
and then she spoke again,
you know, she started, my day isn't so bad,
except that mine is dark,
but the dark has a beauty of its own,
it witnesses the sleepless nights of the loving,
the hardworking hours of the persevering,
the creation of so many artists,
and the ambitions of the deserving.
the mothers slowly singing to their little ones,
the impatience of the buds to bloom to the first ray of the sun,
and then the best part is, she told me,
with a twinkle in her eye i had never seen,
to listen to the silence of the dark,
the perfection that it is! Tell me, she asked,
have you ever been?
to places where so much is happening,
without a sound or a tinkling?
i had to admit that i had underestimated her,
not realised that the night was as beautiful as the day,
it then dawned on me that they are two sides of the same coin,
where one ceases to exist without the other,
where one nourishes, the other flourishes,
i would have continued to get enlightened further,
when i saw her smiling at me,
happy that i realised her worth,
she came close to me and slowly kissed me,
disappearing the way she had come, the shadow that she was,
my eyes slowly drooped to a close,
and i drifted slowly into a deep slumber,
i opened them just in time at the crack of dawn,
to see the dark nite slowly change into a fairy in white,
she had turned into the bright sunshine!

she looked at me with the same smile that took my heart away,
see you at night, she whispered slowly,
work well during the day, i don't like being lonely,
 i shall take you on a new adventure tonight,
it's not too much fun during the daylight,
i had no words to say, and since then,
every night i wait for her to arrive,
and she takes me through something new till morning five,
then it is time for her to change,

and so, my affair with the late night began,
it continues till this day,
every night i am taught something new,
by someone so pretty, known only to a few...