A moonlit summer night

 

On a moonlit night in summer

when jhingurs go 

jhing jhing jhing

creating an electric tune 

to just lull my senses

when the night opens up

to clasp me in its arms,

and the starry sky beckons me home, 

Just like a child that I am

I want to go home,

to sleep in its lap

its arms wrapped around me

like a cool chaadar, in which 

One can get lost, or can find

 oneself.