sathya narayana

Rookie - 190 Points (12-06-1958 / Nellore, Andhra Pradesh)

My Dark Nights - Poem by sathya narayana

At the distant verge of the horizon
Slowly submerging is the weary Sun
With reddened face
Bidding grudging adieus
To his day long drudging
Brooding over mandatory next come

I stood there staring at Him
I wanted to say “don’t depart”
In an automatic reflex
I lifted my right hand aloft!
Nay! He didn’t stop! I wept!

As feared reemerging are my
Horror-ogres, with creepy insurgence
A dirge from distant mountain range
Barged inside my fragile core
With harrowing clangour

Oozing out acid-reminiscenses
From burrows of my bruised past
Started corroding once more
My already well-abraded heart

The dark thickets of moonless night
Are thickening my tiresome thoughts
I wriggle on my bed like a sloughing serpent
In an insomnic discomfort getting ready
For deadly duels with my night spirits

My only hope! A quick crack of dawn!
To restart my histrionics and harlequinade
Amongst my people; and dazzle one more day
Making fun and pleasing everyone
With my feigned charm and exuberance
Dreading inside the night at imminence


Comments about My Dark Nights by sathya narayana

  • Lazarus Gurdian (10/2/2014 8:40:00 PM)

    This is cool! (Report) Reply

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  • Eric Mwenda Eric Mwenda (8/19/2011 4:34:00 AM)

    Very true of many lives (Report) Reply

  • Merna Ibrahim (10/19/2009 10:22:00 AM)

    Yes, I agree that it's really meaningful poem...Merna. (Report) Reply

  • Surya . (9/12/2009 5:08:00 AM)

    really a poem with meanings. wonderful write.
    voted10
    surya (Report) Reply

  • Ken E Hall (5/6/2009 4:38:00 AM)

    In the mind you have opened up the bed chamber of dark nights which I'm sure everyone has experienced... and carved out reality dreams with stark reality...++++++10
    regards
    an' thanks (Report) Reply

  • Brett Ackerman (5/1/2009 1:29:00 PM)

    I come away from this writing with a feeling of an altered state of one's own mind after a vigorous session of excruciating nightmares or even some frightening dissection of the human psyche. Even still, there's alot mind-crossing metaphors that go back and forth against the backdropp of revelation that roots your references of darkness and light that make it appealing. (Report) Reply

  • ****tamara Hanaring.****** , A Thought Mate, (4/25/2009 2:48:00 AM)

    a powerful poem filled by sad images which very well expressed. (Report) Reply

  • ****tamara Hanaring.****** , A Thought Mate, (4/25/2009 2:46:00 AM)

    a powerful poem filled by sad images which very well expressed. (Report) Reply

  • Cristy Upshaw (4/24/2009 10:09:00 PM)

    You express yourself with great certainty. Very powerful and insightful read. Emotion filled words that flow with wonderful word usage and imagery. (Report) Reply

  • Cindy Kreiner Sera Cindy Kreiner Sera (4/23/2009 1:13:00 PM)

    Your play of sounds and words - impression of darkness and fear makes this a thought provoking read - Thank you.. (Report) Reply

  • Lee Crowell (4/23/2009 5:58:00 AM)

    very nice poem
    wish I could have written it myself
    ever hear of the 'Ra' the Egyptian sun god? I make reference to him in my write 'god poem' (Report) Reply

  • Malcolm The Last. (4/22/2009 7:03:00 AM)

    Man, this poem deserves a position higher than number 175. well done. (Report) Reply

  • Marilyn Lott (4/21/2009 4:16:00 PM)

    This is very dramatic and animated. You did an excellent job in description. A '10! '

    Best Wishes,
    Marilyn (Report) Reply

  • Samanyan Lakshminarayanan (4/21/2009 7:55:00 AM)

    extraordinary imagery in that poem..a perfect piece...10 (Report) Reply

  • Paige S (4/20/2009 1:27:00 PM)

    Very well done! (Report) Reply

  • Sandra Martyres Sandra Martyres (4/19/2009 11:33:00 PM)

    An awesome poem with beautifully clear imagery...Congratulations MVS...on this wonderful piece (Report) Reply

  • Ravi A (4/19/2009 11:56:00 AM)

    First of all, let me congratulate you for coming to this rank. A good piece with a positive end. Sun is the giver of life and when it is gone, our world is practically lost. When the dawn reappears in the East, we are once again back to life and our routine. Every day is the gift of God, so to say. (Report) Reply

  • Naidz Ladia (4/19/2009 9:48:00 AM)

    hi dear...i will congratulate you for this piece...i really appreciate the way you put into words your insights bout dark nights..
    naizz (Report) Reply

  • Seema Chowdhury (4/18/2009 12:09:00 PM)

    excellent.....very nice poem. congratulations on getting your poem selected in top 500. you certinly deserve it. (Report) Reply

  • Christine Kerr (4/18/2009 8:46:00 AM)

    A lot of imagination here that flows well. A story of what affect the sun can do to you when you you don't want to get up. Great way to wake up with this kind of thought running through your head. Well put indeed 10++ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 22, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 1, 2009


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