Late Night Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Late night is an ominous time,
It's really vulnerable,
I find it impossible to survive in this unpleasant time
With my tranquil poetic mind.
It's the great hour for the brazen devil
To destroy the beautiful things,
I can spend all other times with fantastic rhythm and spirit,
But the heinous devil stealthily enters my refined domain with his invisible stature at late night
And cruelly destroys my sweet poetic feelings,
When I remain deep asleep;
I wake up and cry in deep pain and frustration,
But everything proves futile,
As I find myself absolutely vacant and meaningless.