#1 **Nights are not always deserted, sometimes they become indelible too.**

Sun bid its goodbye,
Twilight faded,
Dusk was high.

In the car, I rode,
On and on towards that board.
The neon-coloured banner flashed at me,
As if it was just wanting me to see.

I didn't care about anything that night,
But reckoned about one more word for anticipation, "Might".

Most of the rich people are cantankerous I knew,
But seeing one threatening the bartender, made me believe it was their flu.

Speakers were bursting songs out with full bass,
One could feel the vibration and can groove well along with the situation in the case.

It was then when I was just about to leave,
Your eyes took hold of me as if I were a thief.
I wanted to be there at a standstill,
Stare...