night sky in a handkerchief knot

a sleeping thought
wakes to the evening star
wishing for the night sky to spread out the rug across the sky
its time for an evening walk
monsters in the head just slept for a while
I have time till tomorrow
till they rise from their slumber
its short time
my feet are warm from the bonn fire
a comet streaks across chasing her own dream
can I hop on for a ride?
I got a night to go
then will be whisked away
to the pavement
not the waterfall

indulge in a sweet I have avoided
convey an affection
pause to respond today
someone needs my help
can I solve everything?
i dare not assume i can
I need help myself
to scramble up the night sky
the rug is giving in
relax, dont try so hard

affection doesn't have to be a burden
nor a toll on me
just think it
radiate if you can
anyone can catch it
but i have to mean it,
really feel it
else it wont matter
not the waterfall, not the evening star

other abstract thoughts of this crazy week- in the universe, in the milky way, in the sun's solar system, on earth, in asia, in india, in delhi, in connaught place, in 'a' block, at wenger's, in the pastry shelf on the right, there's a pastry called beehive bun. sinking my teeth into it... Ufffffff...