Darkness triggers freedom
streetlights oppose it:
proceed to the outskirts
where no trace of lighting
but vehicles plying on the road
headlights interfere:
go away to the paddy fields
where the tiny plants sleep
realise the colour of darkness
the quietness of pitch dark
reigns the stubborn silence
you stand as extinct
the gusty wind blows;
you realise as 'zero'
and enjoy the total freedom
far away from the society
take a pledge
to start a new life
free from the haunting past
you are just born....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
where the tiny plants sleep realize the colour of darkness the quietness of pitch dark reigns the stubborn silence you stand as extinct the gusty wind blows; you realize as 'zero'...nice scratch.