Dylan Thomas And Me Poem by Kishore Asthana

My loved ones do hold me tight
And I revel in them at work and play
But I’ve seen with inner sight

My glories here and, often my plight
What people see, what people say
Are not what I am, no, not quite

War against shadows, many might
Or give up, cry, kneel and pray
But that is not really my fight

And,

I rage not against the dying light
For I know that a brighter day
Is there for me, after this night

I go quietly, unbent, upright
Calm and joyful on my way
Without any anger, without any fright