Poet's Night Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

A night
Not much long
To glorify
The essence of heart
A poet bears
To scandalize himself
Alone and without interference

A night
Just to kill the last station
He observed in dream
To raise all the sounds and silence
Long he desired
To protect himself

A night is beauty of death
A man inherits by birth
To know life means a drop
From the infinte time sense
Human brain once acquired
By its distinct fascination
Towards the hybernation and hegemony

A night
Not much long
To forget love forever

Pranab k c
06/12/2023