Night Life


Night life for an Owl,

Night Life for me;

Is  similar in many ways,

Atleast that’s how it seems to me


Darkness & Stillness of night,

Seems to make me feel alive;

All humans just cease to exist,

Like standing on mountain top amidst mist


Cats playing hide & seek,

Dogs keep barking full on;

Rats just party all night,

Its like another world turns on


Trees speak a silent language,

Moon seems to interact with the sea;

Stars keep twinkling & moving,

Night life is a total mystery


Frogs n Toads make funny sounds,

Crickets go cric cric cric…,

Lizards dance in shadows,

Moon light for them is a treat


Cup of coffee in my hand,

Pen & Paper to write things;

Eyes alert for any moment,

And I’m waiting for the secrets to Unveil.







About Anish Nair

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

An Attic full of Stories.

Simply straightforward. It is a gibberish-free zone.


finding the middle road....


Real stories which teach me about life


Just another site

Deep Thinkings

It's time we start thinking about our lives


Realizations & Revelations.

Have A Dream

Our key to success is making our dreams come true.

To Be Aware

It's all about disbelieving your thoughts

Living with a damaged skull

Sriram Janak - Photography

Hearing With The Eye

Books, Music and Travel - The three pillars of my life...


Of Something, Something and Something

Too Much Drama

This is where the art takes place!


easy reading is damn hard writing

Lightningpen's Blog

Imagination becomes art when passion tricks insecurity

No Tall Stories

A blog for short story writers, poets and readers.

the new zablogar

This is as naked as I will ever get in front of so many people.


A reflection of thoughts.

chester maynes

Poetry and Poems


Just another site


Just another site


Walk with me on my journey...

Mercedes Moore

Honest motherhood

Espen Stenersrød- From Pen To Heart

Jack Kerouac with a scent of Henry Vaughn

Source of Inspiration


khaula Siddique

Greater Toronto Area Artist, Illustrator and Muralist

Extensions into Subreality

Or some sort of weave...


the thoughts,tales and trials of the traveler

Lindsaythomas20's Blog

Just another site


Welcome to Amber's Abode... a warm fireplace, steaming cups of coffee and tiny chocolate eclairs. Settle down to heartfelt conversations and songs of a youthful heart. Laugh heartily and let your tears flow freely. Welcome home! News

The latest news on and the WordPress community.

%d bloggers like this: