My Dark Nights
At the distant verge of the horizon
Slowly submerging is the weary Sun
With reddened face
Bidding grudging adieus
To his day long drudging
Brooding over mandatory next come
I stood there staring at Him
I wanted to say “don’t depart”
In an automatic reflex
I lifted my right hand aloft!
Nay! He didn’t stop! I wept!
As feared reemerging are my
Horror-ogres, with creepy insurgence
A dirge from distant mountain range
Barged inside my fragile core
With harrowing clangour
Oozing out acid-reminiscenses
From burrows of my bruised past
Started corroding once more
My already well-abraded heart
The dark thickets of moonless night
Are thickening my tiresome thoughts
I wriggle on my bed like a sloughing serpent
In an insomnic discomfort getting ready
For deadly duels with my night spirits
My only hope! A quick crack of dawn!
To restart my histrionics and harlequinade
Amongst my people; and dazzle one more day
Making fun and pleasing everyone
With my feigned charm and exuberance
Dreading inside the night at imminence
poem by Sathya Narayana
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