I knew this dark night will befall someday

And engulf everything,

Even my shadow will fall its prey.

I am alone

now that even my shadow is gone.

All I am left is to be

Empty, uncovered, lost and forlorn.

I have no hopes to survive this night.

I have no desire to see the rising fire

Because everything that has might

Brought me peace, has been torn.

Afraid am I?

Only of the night and not the darkness,

As darkness fills my emptiness

But

It is what the night owns for itself.

And so the fight to shelter darkness and coldness continues between the night and me.

The darkness to accompany my sad soul and the coldness to sooth my burnt heart.

Harshit Joshi

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