Mar 15, 2012

The Summer Night

digital art by ashok

















I walk in circles on my open terrace,
Over the warm terracotta -bare foot.
The night is tepid- winds of furnace;
Summer night – Even the birds are mute.
No sign of rain –the air is dry;
I look up – a cloudless sky.
With no where to hide-the moon is high;
The only riot – the bats that fly.
The mosquitoes menacingly encircle me
Even as the crickets and lizards chant
The town is dark as far as I could see
Powerless, Sleepless- the endless rant…

18 comments:

  1. Well grasped the current status into beautiful penning! Excellent work with the night art ashok! Admired your job :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. Lovely lines for the picture.

    ReplyDelete
  3. I can feel the heat!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Your poetry is so inspiring!

    ReplyDelete
  5. eerie....

    vivid description

    ReplyDelete
  6. Beautiful photo my friend, and all are photoshop.

    ReplyDelete
  7. This is a stunning image Ashok!

    ReplyDelete
  8. Lovely poem and picture:)

    ReplyDelete
  9. that reminds me of summers when I lived in Malawi!

    ReplyDelete
  10. Fabulous description of summer night, Beautiful word pictures.

    Have a nice day,
    Joseph

    ReplyDelete
  11. Beautiful art work that goes well with the poem.

    ReplyDelete
  12. Well written. In Coimbatore and perhaps for most parts of Tamilnadu the power cuts run as long as 9-10 hours a day - and very apt words to describe this experience: menacing mosquitoes encircling, powerless sleepless, bats that fly( I get up in the middle of the night to swing my electric bat to catch mosquitoes :) ....... The digital art is exquisite.

    ReplyDelete
  13. Amazing! Beautiful picture and poem!

    ReplyDelete
  14. Nice capture of the summer night...sleepless but a lovely scene ~

    ReplyDelete
  15. lovely words...nice capture too!

    ReplyDelete
  16. very well expressed..been going through all your posts..thanks for dropping in

    ReplyDelete