Vigils & The Mood Swings!

The day long incurable despairs, the night long sighs Or the lifelong desires yet to be fulfilled Vigils level everything every night Healing up the bruises caused by the fine crystalline needles Of the broken dreams embroidered on the eye-lashes Where even a wink is a pain now Tears slid down the soul inside Plastering the heart burns, soothing them Pains-not fully alive, smiles-not completely dead Both rock me and lull me to sleep, but Pain my Brutus, and I am no Job The eyes ajar On the star-littered night sky, By the stroke of the glances cast, Joining, connecting the pointed glow of the distant starlets I sketch the contours of the faces Gone though not forgotten They pass at me a contagious smile, I get cured May clouds seem friends with me, Pouring forth my heart out in thin, thin, sprinkle drizzles Knowing my pulse I treat myself candidly The fury of the tides subsides The pendulum of emotions gets managed The mood swings cured! ! ! © Shahzia Naqvi