Incomplete Diary Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

I got up
Early in the morning,
Gradually I saw everything,
Morning, noon, afternoon, evening...
All created different feelings
In my great realm,
I wrote them one by one
In my poetic diary,
But I could not see the dark and silent night,
As the gentle dream came
And soon I fell deep asleep,
So I could not depict
The silent beauty of the dark night,
For this my great diary remained incomplete forever.