Strange Sight Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Strange Sight
Dark night
Gives me light,
It's a strange sight,
I flourish
With great delight
From this end
To that end,
I am alone,
But I never feel so,
As the friendly light of the dark and gloomy night
Whispers to me,
'I am always with thee.'
We should not forget to give credit to the inherent beauty of the darkness. Darkness has its own realm.
Yes dear Anjandev, we should not forget the inherent beauty of darkness. A wonderful poem... Full marks.
Night, light, sight and delight all rhyming so beautifully with a friendly vibe. Thanks Anjandev....10 + Favourite
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I would like to translate this poem
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8/17/2026 11:22:23 AM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
Nothing worse than being alone. Unless you're with someone you don't want to be with. Good poem though.