The night turns a being
without forms and image
And says, lets go for a sip
with this thirsty eyes.

Bars were full of dancing souls
Floors were humming with singing girls
Guests were drunk
with the melting beauty of girls.

The night invites me to move
to paradise unknown
where exists only nothingness.

Ershad Mazumder

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-moment-with-a-night/