The Sleepless

Night falls
On the entire world,
The lights
Are going out, one by one;

Very soon
The weary traveler
On the roads
Will be directionless and lost;

Only the poet
Writing unfinished poems
And the lover
Broken hearted, sleepless,

Have lit
The lights in their homes
Which shine
Star-like in a dark universe.

Diptesh Ghosh