The Night Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Night

Rating: 4.5


The Night
How eerie-still it looks:
Wherefore that furtive glance?

The Night
All hidden in a cloak it is
And robber-like
It turns its glance away.

The Night
This night of guilt I must protect
From its suicide before the Dawn.

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