How dark is darkness?
Has it any measure, any
value?
Is it the ultimate or can
darker things exist?
These questions disturb
me every night.
We can see light, but not
the dark,
What is beyond it, we do
not know,
You come to me every
night, the same way,
Yet very strange, very
unknown to me,
And this close and mystic
presence tempts me every time.
For all the years I have
known you,
You are a vast continuum
that is present everywhere,
In all places in or out
of the world, sometimes dominating,
Sometimes overpowered by
the light.
They say you have no
power, but I believe you have the most,
You are the creator of
hallucinations, ghosts, horror and spirit.
They say you are the
mother of all misdoings,
They say you are full of
fear and despair,
I say you are a beauty on
which the nature rests, just like the light,
You help people feel
their surrounding and be a part of it,
You help us to think, to
innovate, to see things the way the eyes cannot,
You help us gain self
confidence, to walk with eyes closed,
You are the light to
every people's life.
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Ronojoy Ghosh is a 23-year-old old student from Kolkata, India, just out of college with a B-Tech degree and has been serving an IT company for the past 4 months.
