Man of Darkness

by Prosenjit Chatterji

From bondage to freedom,

From darkness to light,

It is getting too broad,

It is getting too bright.

I am used to the shackles,

I am used to the chain,

I am not in comfort,

Without plight without pain.

Years of forced habit,

Of staying in the shell

I am no more of good,

I've got used to my hell.

If it has to be death,

I died years back.

If it has to be darkness,

I am the very black.

Don’t bring me to the light,

My eyes cannot take it,

I was being destroyed,

You again cannot make it.

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