The velvet vestiges of twilight
Had bid goodbye from the sky.
I wait for you, Oh Darkness,
To approach in night's chariot.
I'm angry with day and light,
Because they hurt my tired eyes.
And as you descend upon slowly,
The brown of dirt and the green of trees
Mingle in a silent symphony.
I'll let my mask fall down,
And be myself for now.
None but you see the real face
Removed from life's haze.
Antogonized in a thousand words,
Suffering a hundred cultures' curse.
Yet I'll love you, Queen of Night, and
Fall on your bosom, tired of fights.
You remind me of my father's stories
And Amma's* gentle lullabies.
You coccoon me like a lover,
Sensual, yet caring... Oh Darkness.
I'll let my body sleep and
Drive my mind off to dream,
But I'll let my soul gently hold
Your hand, Oh lone Princess.
I know you don't conceal evil
Or conspire with the Devil;
All just childish bed-time fears
I love you- Darkness dear.
I sigh in pleasure as you gently
Lay your fragrant blanket on me.
You soothe the wounds caused by day
And let peace again reign
You dispel walls and erase castes,
Colour, language and destroy the mast
Of hatred; Oh let them fall.
Darkness you unite us humans all.
As dawn gently forces night
Out with its risy light,
I lie in longing for the time
To be with you, Darkness! Farewell.
*: Amma means Mother
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