These evenings are different.
To find a little darkness is difficult.
Lights all around are a disturbing thing.
To rest, to sleep, to relax and to enjoy
It looks too difficult for this flooding light.
Sometimes it looks cave life was free.
Emotions in raw forms were pure.
Honest exchanges defined relationships
To find friends or make enemies.
These days evenings don’t help
To hide self, friends,moods and interests.
Exposed in full, how embarrassed one stands
Unable to face admires and critics alike!