Ananiya Alick Ponje
For me no morning comes after night
As no night is without breaks even to the end
And morning comes since when dawn breaks.
For me there is nothing but continuous misery.
Since thoughts about you make my being whole;
And morning more pain brings, yet it comes not;
But for time, it may be, even if so painful.
As comes night I long it lasts forever,
That maybe in darkness pain may be fair.