Poetry, 2 min readJanani DevulapallyEmbrace, Romantic, Wonder, India

The Night

Poetry, 2 min readJanani DevulapallyEmbrace, Romantic, Wonder, India
The Night

The Night

The time when I tune into music,
Someone within wakes up being romantic.
Facing the stars,
Shooting the moon.
The naked sky filled with great embrace,
Sensing as I lay down on the terrace.
The cool breeze hails on my body,
But my heart sings its own melody.
Gentle and slow as I breathe,
Covering with a blanket underneath.
The thought in my mind that trickles,
Giving me some kind of prickles.
The unwanted matters
Turned into shatters.
Waving to the day of tiredness,
Craving to eat chocolate in madness.
Reminding myself with those old memories,
Finding the love in night for no more worries.
Movements of my body as it wriggles
losing its pain,
Pushing me into the silly giggles leaving my strain.
The night is just a wonder,
Without any blast of a thunder!
Love JanuBaby,
Janani Devulapally.

I completed my Undergraduate studies in BA LLB from Osmania University. I am a multitasking girl who gets bored easily. I love painting, pencil sketching, dancing, swimming, etc. Writing is my passion as I am an amateur.

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