Oh dear darkness! You go well with my soul,
When all seems unkind and rough, 
you hold me under your soothing folds.
The companion of my gloom and sorrows,
You silently witness, all that goes in these black burrows.
 
Dear Darkness! My true friend profound,
I am sure you must have registered the count,
The number of times I dissolve in tears,
The depths of the muddy waters in which my spirit smears.
 
Ah, you mighty dark! 
I commend the amount of secrets you hold;
The shattered lives you withhold.
Time tests me all day
As I long to find solace in your secret chambers.
I admire how you always hug me 
In times of my utmost despair.
 
You gorgeous black! 
Absence of light doesn't seem to bother you, 
For you do not need any others' presence to complete you.
But, for me, amidst the absolute misery of my sleepless nights,
You are my only beacon of light.
 
So, bear with me, you beautiful nocturnal dimness,
As I seek you, to lay my soul bare to your absolute kindness.
For in the clutches of these inner and outer stifles, 
where agony creeps night and day,
I am relieved, atleast you listen, atleast you stay.