Sitting on my balcony
at midnight, its all so quiet;
Intruder, street light...
I understand how you feel Ma'am.... its light pollution! I have hardly known what pitch darkness is all about. Even if I close my eyes tight, the light seeps in through my tender eyelids! Ranjit
Madam I wish I was lucky like you! At least you get some peace of mind there! Here in Dwarka - the mosquitoes are intruders! -Raj Nandy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice imagery...good piece