The night turns a being <br />without forms and image <br />And says, lets go for a sip <br />with this thirsty eyes. <br /> <br />Bars were full of dancing souls <br />Floors were humming with singing girls <br />Guests were drunk <br />with the melting beauty of girls. <br /> <br />The night invites me to move <br />to paradise unknown <br />where exists only nothingness.<br /><br />Ershad Mazumder<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-moment-with-a-night/
