The demon of night

[mazHur]

The demon of night
by mazHur

The demon of night
devouring my soul';
no one around to talk to
no one to ask of me ;
there is no sound
except the noise of
the idiot box that I have
deliberately let loose
to break the silence;
Or the small silver screen
silently waiting for me to scribe
a command for something;
but there's no one to talk to
no one there to listen me;
I called God time and again
but he doesn't seem to listen;
He doesn't even bother to reply;
yet I say He is mine;
Wow, what a great god I have!
how I praise Him and pretend to owe
Him all that I have;
but as usual
and even at this ungodly hour of the night
he seems to disown and forsake me
and my loneliness.

[blazeofglory]

You are a prolific poet, and I guess you must be a very sensitive and also a sentimental man. For every line is appealing, and is flooded with ideas and charged with emotions. What else is expected of a poet than this?

[Lozenge121]

The beliefs about God here seem contradictory, with asserting a belief in him, and then asserting a belief in negative aspects, which isn't expected. It makes me sad to see night portrayed like this (although you do it brilliantly), I find night offers comfort and reassurance, and the thing about night is it's always followed by day :).

[mazHur]

thanks, Glory and Lozenge, for your valued comments.

Yes, every cloud has a silver lining and every night is followed by day. However, sometimes circumstances 'make' the night so long that one wishes it to end or never to end. Only loneliness can make one understand it. It is not an attempt to negate god but a simple expression of what a lonely person feels in a long winter night which doesn't seem to end despite his appeals to God.

My life is a long long winter
May your life be a crystal stair
your nights studded with bright twinkling stars
Your days shine like spring with blooming flowers
No sirocco to scorch you with its heat
no blizzard to freeze-burn your charm
O God, Let me live as I am,
this world was not built for me
take away this world of yours from me
and leave me alone to relish
my loneliness.

[Lozenge121]

Oh, yes, I understand that. These poems are very touching.