As a boy, I cherished tranquil nights,
When worries faded and all was right.
No more challenges left to fear,
No need to think of tomorrow near.
Rewinding memories that time had caught,
Those nights took everything I had brought.
Being a lonely lover and a past dweller,
A moment of peace, a fleeting stellar.
My days have lost their vibrant hues,
And I've closed my eyes to the world's clues.
Where the blind man could feel the day,
Learning to trust the light in every way.
The night alone cannot bring me more,
And the dawn comes with a promise of what's in store.
A monochromatic hope, a better sight,
No more is the dwelling, so is the plight.
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Author:
Rohan Regi (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We all have that one missing hue in our lives. The hope to get that back could be our first step towards finding happiness.
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I like your words )) really nice poem
Thank you so much. Means a lot.
Hello dear Rohan, a beautiful poem full of emotion.
These lines are my favourite
Where the blind man could feel the day,
Learning to trust the light in every way
So very true ... 💖
Thank you for your kind words! I'm delighted that the poem resonated with you, and those lines in particular spoke to you.
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