In a sheen of sparklers;Broken, sharded jazzBlack night knights Intersperce with Dull lightMingling, hobnobbingWith polite, elite nods.Guzzling, sparklingSharp crystal barbs Behind the air kissVenum moves.Desperately seeking eyes;Genteel, jealous smiles.Light to dark,Dark to light.(C) Shweta Taneja, July 2009