Death Hugs Me Every Night Poem by Aftab Alam
Death Hugs Me Every Night
My Muse, why do you confuse?
When I try to be a poet—
Then, like a poem you use
O my Love, when I love you,
You become a dream—
I lost in profound blue
Death hugs me every night
With hiss- kiss-
On quasi-dead, I see the light bright
Till dawn, I die for the life,
Whispering day break refuse-
Ah! Bird’s holy tune with Krishna’s fife
I listen and sing and dance with hope,
Till baby sun born-
With fear my evil trepidation elope
A beautiful poem on a poet's experience at night until dawn breaks and another day begins with bird's holy tune and Krishna's fife. It is a wonderful poem, I enjoyed very much. Thank you poet Aftab Alam for sharing this.
Love becomes a dream and death hugs at every night. Beautiful combination. Nice imagery makes this wonderful.
O my Love, when I love you, You become a dream— I lost in profound blue - - - - - - pretty pretty lines
'I listen and sing and dance with hope, Till baby sun born- With fear my evil trepidation elope' - Now that you are no more, the sounds so prophetic!
I listen and sing and dance with hope, Till baby sun born- With fear my evil trepidation elope.... Nice poem bro......thanks for sharing :)
I listen and sing and dance with hope, Till baby sun born- With fear my evil trepidation elope Death haunts, but hope provides.Truly life is a mediation between fear and hope.
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12/21/2025 4:32:03 AM # 1.0.0
The little death of sleep, and resurrection with the dawn. Beautiful poem, Aftab. Thank you for sharing. Peace