Deep Paul

Veteran Poet - 1,269 Points (Kerala, South India)

The Night And Sentry - Poem by Deep Paul

Sitting in my little crammed cabin of pine
I was lost in dreary thoughts of mine
Oh my soul I don't get you!
Where you go and when you rest?

Chiming bells arouse me from thoughts
A feel of distress rose in my throat
The fading sunlight granted me a smirk
It was time for my evening work.

First thing to do is to go to the clerk
There he makes me sign in a ledger on his desk
I took my gun and walked to the gate
It's the place where 'they' make people wait.

There comes the noise of my friends from barracks
They cool their bodies with splashes from barrels
I can see my boss in the dwindling twilight
He strolls there with his dog in delight.

Many hours went past one after another
The night creaked and groaned and began to deter
Oh, I am left alone in this eerie blackness!
No! I'm not alone, I have got a mind which blathers!

I was lost in the thoughts of my own
Lost in the streets where my mind lingers on
Oh my soul I don't get you!
Where you go and when you rest?

I sat in the feeble moonlight thinking of my duty
Will I ever be able to understand it's beauty?
But I do love my job as a sentry
Since I have tried very hard for this entry.

When each night begins it reminds me of something,
That, I have nothing!
But my blathering mind and blackness of these nights!

Topic(s) of this poem: thoughts

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This depicts the thoughts of a lonley night watchman who is guarding the gate of a military camp. Tried rhyming AABB.

Comments about The Night And Sentry by Deep Paul

  • Anil Kumar Panda (5/12/2018 11:24:00 AM)

    Such a beautiful poem about lonely night when you forced to ink down your thoughts. Beautifully composed it is very interesting to read. Thanks for sharing. (Report)Reply

    Deep Paul(5/13/2018 11:52:00 AM)

    Thankyou for reading and comments

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  • (5/6/2018 3:54:00 AM)

    There is nothing forced nor feigned in these testimonials of dedication to his work as sentry here.......job is a job whatever it may be, what really is needed is love and loyalty for the work one assigned for.......well thought out
    and very well scripted........thanks for saring....10

    Deep Paul(5/7/2018 9:54:00 AM)

    Thanks for reading and comments.

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  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (5/4/2018 5:16:00 AM)

    Hi Deep,
    I just read your poem. Its beautifully written.
    The long, lonely night, a watchman keeps vigil of a military camp.
    Who can stop the flood of thoughts that comes galloping down like a splash of rain? ....10

    Deep Paul(5/4/2018 9:11:00 AM)

    Thankyou for the comments madam.

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  • Naila Rais (5/3/2018 12:19:00 PM)

    A lovely poem.. I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too...10 +++

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  • Jazib Kamalvi (4/30/2018 1:18:00 PM)

    A refined poetic imagination, Deep P. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you. (Report)Reply

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  • Savita Tyagi (4/11/2018 4:27:00 PM)

    Beautidul poem expressing a watchman’s thoughts. His lonely night duties are one of the hardest jobs. Thank you for sharing. I also thank you for visiting and commenting on my poem. (Report)Reply

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  • Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken (4/7/2018 11:13:00 PM)

    Beautiful thoughts Wonderful poem
    Thank you for sharing
    Mario Odekerken

    Deep Paul(4/8/2018 4:34:00 AM)

    Thanks for the comments

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 7, 2018

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 19, 2018

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