In Praise of Darkness

Oh! My Darkness 
Why you shy at my doorstep?
They put the antidote 
To make me comfort
It took away the sheen 
Of the moonlit on grass, 
On leaves, on boughs and
On tree tops; on water in
Puddle, pool, and ponds;
In springs, brooks, and dykes, 
In river, rivulets and ocean.
I lost the glitters of stars
In the moonless night.
With 24X7 light around 
I lost the light and shadow 
And the charm of Night, 
Of stars of moonless night.




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