Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 27, 2015

THE SATURDAY NIGHT~by Dipankar Sadhukhan




The Saturday night in every week is fully mine.
I suck the pleasure as one drinks the last drop of wine.
Evening passes and midnight comes slowly.
Everyone sleeps but I wake the night silently.

In my lonely room I sit on my chair
And free my mind like the fresh air.
Then I talk to myself for an hour
And start to work with my creative power.

When the creative thought comes to my head
I fully forget to go to bed.
I feel relaxed and become so happy
When my creative thought talks to me.

I take my favourite pen and my diary
To compose the song on my Love, my fairy.
I finish my work by the dawn.
Then I go to bed to sleep the whole morn.

Every Saturday night is so special for me.
As for this night I wait the whole week eagerly.
The Saturday night gives me intense joy
As on my wings I do soar freely in the sky.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.

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