Nowhere the night my own only me strategically of night's product simply transmitting some thoughts lunatically to straight off the dark away from light to begin with festive of soul to attain an infinity where no own business could be countable only a slow wave of cool but steady flow everywhere erasing out individual instinct without knowing anybody indifferent color creed language religion, so ans so the multifigure of irrational darktivity darkish strangle and darkish fashion to keep light away from original extinguishing passage to truth to be a nobody forever......... the night nowhere mine but I am the child of endless darkness!
Pranab k c
08/01/2019
Night's product is transmitted. Beauty of night we feel in dream. This gives us wonderful sensation. Being the child of endless night you can feel life. An interesting poem is very brilliantly penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
without knowing anybody indifferent color creed language religion, attain an infinity wish to be a nobody.......... thank u deaer poet for making us think as we read your poem. thank u again. tony