The Darkness


In the dark silent night

I creep into the hearts

Of those whose faith is weak

Of those whose heart  won’t  seek

Reading holy books would get you nowhere my child

Praying for me to go away would be of no use

For I am the darkness that lurks within

That rots your heart from the core of it

You may ignore and not acknowledge my existence

But I will make you notice in the hours of utter silence

You suppress my presence with the routine you’ve invented

Assuring yourself that I am not here, not present

I still creep into your heart at night when you lie

Fill your heart with fear, doubt and remembrance of past

While you ponder at the ambiguity your brain shuts down

And I watch over you like a mother watches over a child

For you my child I have sacrificed heaven

And to where my end is I shall take you with me

You are not alone when you think you are

For I am still there watching over you like a mother watches a child

Try and Try you will not succeed

For I am something not that you can see

Ignorance won’t kill me, prayers won’t do

For some nights you will feel me beside you

I am darkness the master of the night

And in your heart my child I prevail the light

About Bano

I’m trying to find a better introduction but since, I can’t? Hi! I’m an ordinary person and I write. I write not because there lies aspiration to be a writer someday but because, it keeps me sane. I love the color silver, black and grey. I also realize that they fall under the same color tone. Whatever, I write is a result of my 3 a.m blues or insomniac depressive tendencies. I can’t write during the day. I’m addicted to caffeine and well, anything and everything (if I like it). Also, I suck at conversations. I bite my nails. Most of the time I’m clueless about the world around me. I love politics and youth activism. People tell me that art and politics don’t belong in the same mind, but I’m passionate about both. One day I might be drawing on a canvas or writing a story and the very next day I will be heading off to attend a summit on the role of youth at the United Nations. I have multiple people trapped in the same body. Each side does try to express itself, in minimal ways if not fully. I’m currently going through a rough patch in life. I guess, I’m adjusting to the world through multiple perceptions. I absolutely love talking to myself because an expert opinion is always required. Most of the time, I just play scenarios in my mind that would never happen. I’m very contradictory in my thought process and actions but it is okay, people get to be what they want to be as long as no other soul is hurt. Peace out!

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