Daylight
my enemy
night
sets me free
society in sight
much hypocrisy
wrong is right-
tyranny
in silence I hide
with my poetry
with none beside
I unfold my fancy
leap into a celestial territory
even at night there's light
blessed and sorrow-free
with love as my faithful guide
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delving into poetry is not escapism. It is the true journey of life. The most powerful. The very purpose of our existence.5 *s