The Night And Sentry Poem by Deep Paul

The Night And Sentry

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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!

The Night And Sentry
Saturday, April 7, 2018
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 OF THE POEM

Beautiful thoughts Wonderful poem Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken

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Deep Paul 08 April 2018

Thanks for the comments

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Anil Kumar Panda 12 May 2018

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.

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Deep Paul 13 May 2018

Thankyou for reading and comments

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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

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Deep Paul 07 May 2018

Thanks for reading and comments.

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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

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Deep Paul 04 May 2018

Thankyou for the comments madam.

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Naila Rais 03 May 2018

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

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Jazib Kamalvi 30 April 2018

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

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