Sushil Kumar Tripathy
The Darkness Came - Poem by Sushil Kumar Tripathy
The darkness came
Painted with the whole blackness
Blown my all efforts to live
The sickle shaped moon
Can’t brush out the deep darkness
The life is full of understanding
And I was misunderstood
For ever I thought.
The carcass of memory
Lying on a burial ground
And concentrated pain of life
Starts flaming on it
In the garden of love.
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