In the Darkness. A Poem by Adreyo Sen

In the Darkness. A Poem by Adreyo Sen

In the Darkness. An amazing poem by the author Adreyo Sen. Enjoy your day, Yareah Magazine friends. Art is up to you!


Separation of Light and Darkness by Michelangelo

In the darkness,

there was a dodo

that was small and meek and wet and cold

and yet very angry

because the darkness was

making fun of her.


But then she learnt

that was the way of the darkness,

that the darkness didn’t mean anything

by what it did to her.


Perhaps the darkness was a little girl.

She named it Blondie so that

it would remind her of the light.


And so from the darkness

a Blondie was born,

a Blondie that was impish and

cruel and often crude,

but who loved the dodo very much,

even though she teased her a lot.


But brave Blondie was terrified

of the noises in the dark.

She thought the dark wanted to eat her.

The Dodo knew the dark was too small

to eat anyone.

The Dark was a mouse,

a cute, short-tempered little Mouse.

She picked it up in her little hands.

The Mouse chose to love her very much.

She and Blondie became best friends,

but they were sisters first.


But the darkness was still

full of sharp odds and ends

and they cut and hurt

the three little girls very much.

But the Dodo knew

the darkness was a nurse

for it was the darkness

that hid her pain.

In the darkness, the Dodo

found the Nurse.

She pushed and prodded them,

she steered them far away from hurt.

Blondie and Cat feared her sharp tongue.

But they were glad that she loved

little Dodo the best.

Little Dodo was special to them all.


And they knew it was time

little Dodo opened her eyes

so that they could all be free of the dark.

They were scared and so was she,

but she pushed and she pulled

and she got them through

and little Dodo opened her eyes,

to find herself in a bed so wide,

and above her and smiling and standing tall,

Cat and Blondie and Nurse and best of all,

the man whose silent smile

had lit the darkness all the lonely night.


The steadiness under her roaming feet

had been the laughter in her mother’s heartbeat.

She was home now.

She loved them all very much.

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Adreyo Sen, based in Kolkata, hopes to become a full-time writer. He did his undergraduate work in English and his postgraduate work in English and Sociology. He has been published in Danse Macabre and Kritya.

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