When Night Comes Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
When Night Comes
The night comes for me
With an urge to write
To put down my thoughts
In black and white
To place before the world
What type of man I am
How I have taken in heart
All the praise and blame
The night comes for me
Sometimes without sleep
As minutes go on ticking
In silence I smile and weep
The poems we weave are the embodiment of our thoughts and who we are as human beings. A wonderful poem beautifully conveyed and crafted.
Night comes and helps you to write more. This poem is very interesting of course. Thank you very much.
Night comes to me without sleep....in silence I weep and smile. Beautiful expressions. thanks for sharing.
The humbleness expressed in the second stanza on self analysis and appraisal makes this poem naive, deferential and unpretentious......loved reading it.......10+++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 10:27:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A poet does have many things in life to cherish and at the same time to weep over too. You have wonderfully done both at the same time in your sleepless night.
That is a great compliment Sir. Feeling honored. My regards.