Dark are my nights.
As sun sets in the morning
Darker are my days.
Heaviest endurance of deepest melancholy. Superfantastically captured, Unnikrishnan Poet! I cannot find enough words to express my appreciations! . So much said in such a Brevity
When life falls from one bottomless pit to another, nothing remains but for the free fall syndrome… thank you, Sylvia
So deeply poignant and touching in just minimal lines. A vivid depiction of.melancholy.
When sun sets in the morning, is there a glimmer of hope?
Sorry you went through such a valley. This is the moment when one starts to avoid the day as it resembles the night before, the nightmares and the sweat. Also that you wrote 'darker are my days', days become darker than nights
There are times in every life when sun sets in the morning and gloom takes over..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's a sunrise in the mourning that can even brighten the night!
Grateful to you, Rob. I do hope that sun rises in everyone's life