KRE Night

The white houses in the middle of nowhere
the uncertainty of life among the woods far away
A thin glimmering light of a burning lighter
an abandoned engine by the fields of karnasubarna

If I were a night in a place like this
I would bury any light that would embrace my heart
Like a bullet in the chest of an innocent soul
and devour the sudden burst of life in khagraghat road

The wheels kept on turning and the night grew older
the trees stood like dead men in the battlefield
who were slaughtered and left behind
like the calm water of the pond that never reflected the sky above

If i were immortal like the darkness of the night
I would caress the whispers that float in the wind
and ask for forgiveness for intruding like the coward sun
That disrupts the serenity of a silent night

If i were an empty platform like ajimganj
i would smile at the lives on the other side of the world
and they would probably smile back at me
for whatever reasons unknown