Smoke and Mirrors

This is an old poem that I had written 7+ years ago and stumbled upon it today . Below are few lines from it , not the entire poem. Enjoy!


Morning brings a fresh hope,

Night then snatches it away,

In-between are those moments,

when the soul aches to hear you say.


Words that brighten the say,

Words that sparkle in night,

Words within whom lies the mystery of ocean,

That rival the beauty of full moon night.


Such moments are brief,

Such moments are long,

Yet they are filled with the hope of mightiest dawn.


As every ray of the mighty sun scorches the ground,

Bringing light to every moment weighed down by doubt.

As every ray of the moon comforts the heart,

Like the soul of a flower at the touch of a dew drop.





About Sumukh Naik

Namaste! Greetings from India! I am Author of 'Age Of Hiblisk', voracious reader & Human Resources professional. I like to keep things simple, very down to earth and believes in the message of spreading love and peace. My blogs are a reflection of the world around me. Please visit for more details 'Age Of Hiblisk' (Hardcopy / Kindle ) can be purchased at DISCOUNTED rates from: / (For Indian and Non Indian residents) I also define myself as a 'Soul Explorer'
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