Late Nights

Late nights feature aberrations,
Mental mutilations,
Wierd connotations,
Aphrodisiac imaginations.

Late nights surpass these notions,
A roller-coaster of emotions,
Perceptible erosions,
Explosions.

Let loose a thousand thoughts,
Untie those tightened knots.
Think up lots and lots,
Dreamer astronauts.

Fly away, fly afar,
Your world is open, ajar,
Reset the creative bar,
Lead celebrities to the altar.

No halting, red, yellow, green,
Do what pleases, come on, dream,
A thousand pearls of thoughts gleam,
Under the white moonlit sheen.

Late nights are for guards,
Late nights are for cards,
Late nights are for charades,
Late nights are for bards

Bards, who are equivocal,
In languages, far-off and local,
With a subject of an ambiguous focal,
Politics, romance, or philosophical.

Late nights are for the insomniacs,
Late nights are for caffeine-maniacs,
Late nights are for snacks,
Late nights are for tracks.

Tracks, you can't catch in the day,
Tracks, which cause others dismay,
Tracks which set an array,
Of thoughts which in the daylight, scatter astray.

Nights give you time to organise,
Philosophise, fantasise,
But while the midnight oil survives,
Some determined souls shun the nocturnal vice.