Dibakar Sarkar - A Dark Pit

Lover and Night whisper'd at night...

'I'm not alone, ' said the Lover a-bright,
'She'll come at your final fall: '

Night found the Lover's hall,
... and told,
'Lo, Joy embraces the daily Day,
from which, emerges a ray to gay: '

Gay is a thing of fright,
The blind grope for light.

Dibakar Sarkar

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