some nights, i

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BY: SHAHZEB NAJAM, M.B.B.S., BATCH XVIII

 

some nights the wind whistles

through the old lighthouse and

in the town below the mothers

tuck in their children and close

their shutters and watch their

fires till dawn.

 

some nights you tell me stories

of the village graveyard with the

night watchman and the magic

stick whose tip-taps are the

measure of the night.

 

some nights the stars are so close

that you forget. i dream of old

souls haunting the highways of

the heartland. this late, love,

the night belongs to students

and the stars.

 

some nights i hear a piano; two

notes hesitant in the dark. your

name is now a stranger on my

lips. how could it come to this?

how could it come to this?

 

About the author: Shahzeb hopes to do his residency under the great Dr. Ernesto Guevara de la Serna. He blogs at ShahzebNajam.WordPress.com

 

This poem originally appeared here: https://shahzebnajam.wordpress.com/2016/10/15/some-nights-i/

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