Who is not afraid of dark nights?
When calm descends on our left or right
In sleepless nights you have so much to fight
You are scared and await to see the next days light
You tend to loose no attention even in fall
It has been taken as righteous thing as call
We plan for next opportunity to come
Don’t loose the sight and ready to welcome
You are given time to rethink and adjust
It is always necessary and must
One need not be discouraged and stand fast
The quaest for success must not end or last
The nights are altogether different
Their calm nature is apparent
It adds to worry for unseen fear
Those hours are very difficult to bear
It is not the fact an individual is coward
He is frightened to look inward
Many thoughts puzzle his mind
He can’t go into reason and suitably find
It he survives that night’s ordeal
Consider it victory and good deal
To pass restless night is herculean task
One has to face it without wearing mask
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem