Friday, August 19, 2016

Written in the darkness.


After reading the poem written by Christie  Moses, "Somewhere inside the dark" it took back me to the days of  darkness. Nights when I wrote about darkness.

After reading the poem, lines, 'There seems to be no poetry in the sunlight' struck me taking back to the times where I loved darkness, only darkness.

I used to write when I was curbed by the darkness and solitude.

Darkness and Solitude liberated me to bring out the best of me.

Loving the darkness, wrote a poem about 'the darkness,' in the darkness which I love.








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