The Calmness. Two Reflections.

2AM at night.

Not a soul in sight.

Why am I awake, you wonder.

To experience the Silence of being nowhere, I say.

Sleeps aren’t particularly noisy, you retort.

Ahh my friend, sleeps end up being the most noisy part in a day.

Do you sleep on the street, you want to ask.

Ohh sometimes I wish I did. The chaos of the street is something I might be able to shut down but I haven’t had any luck in shutting down the voices in my head.

How does being in the middle of nowhere, staring at the moon’s reflection on the ocean help, you ask quite sceptical.

I really don’t know, but it does. You realize the size of your existence and the significance of your worries.

Half of our problems is as real as the Horizon, we are convinced about its existence but it doesn’t ever surface.

The silence of the ocean the beauty of the moon, the dancing clouds, the sparkling stars makes you realize the beauty of the present which is so often left unwrapped, worrying about the gifts of the future.

P.S That may not be the best click! But I love this picture. There’s such an unspoken beauty about this picture. This is the closest I have to the memory of the calmness of the night.


17 Comments Add yours

  1. Bakshi Ji says:

    Very nicely written, good 1 🙂


    1. Tisha M says:

      Thank you! (:


  2. Sadhna Shanker says:

    great picture. well written


    1. Tisha M says:

      Thank you so much! 🙂


  3. james'snotes says:

    Great, just great! You have a really interesting blog and you know how to attract readers attention!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Tisha M says:

      Thank you so much for taking time to go through my blog! This means a lot. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

      1. james'snotes says:

        You are welcome! I will be pleased if you can look through my blog too!

        Liked by 1 person

      2. Tisha M says:

        Yeah sure!


  4. phonynonie says:

    Your narration is almost poetic.
    The last two paras sum up the essence of nirvana.

    There’s something in the devil’s hour… Being awake at that time awakens plethora of complex emotions… It’s serene as well as allusively intrepid. I for one am very fond of walking in the night… in very bizarre terrains at times.
    Good work.

    PS: I love the pic.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Tisha M says:

      Thank you so much! It feels so good to read such elaborate thoughts on a post. 🙂
      I know what you mean, the night has the power to awaken emotions that are hard to find during any other time.
      Thanks again! 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  5. Came from the community pool 🙂 This is a beautiful poem. It reminds me of the way I feel when I sit in a park, in my own little world. Some how, I can feel this poem. IDK if that even makes sense.Keep writing!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Tisha M says:

      I’m so glad you could relate to this! Of course, it makes perfect sense.
      Thanks for reading! 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  6. Deb Whittam says:

    The silence of the night is certainly mesmerising, though sometimes I wish I was asleep

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Tisha M says:

      Can’t deny that. After all who doesn’t enjoy a good night’s sleep. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

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