My night and I

Since long, I am colored yellow;

Hanging from the sun, I make a girl smile

And her black eyes remind me of night

For years I have been so busy,

I have been to places at the same time,

Here and there, grey and white,

I think I have lost myself

In her hope and her celebration

I hate when the Sun shines for long,

My tired eyes have always looked

For the lady who shines in black;

My head aches and I need her shoulder

And I weep bright

But yet she is nowhere to see

I have seen bleeding knees and wet eyes

And leaves going dry

And so I seek for my night

To make my sorrows blind

-          Shouvik Rryan Roy