Sweetness is Night Silence

Dear readers,

Something I wrote last night.

Sweetness is Night Silence

In the sweetness of the night silence,

One feels a swelling calm in the roar of darkness,

After the shushes and lullabies of mothers soften,

And drunkards disperse bars after spewing their sorrows to other drunkards,

You’re left with brushes of fresh breezes as a soulmate to your solitude.

You care not for any toxin in a glass,

Nor take responsibility for the day’s stupidities,

As those thoughts raid minds like a drunk mocks a sensitive sober gentleman.

Tonight the cool air and galaxies of stars I am,

Hovering in the sky waiting to glide down to slumber,

Observing with a tranquil smile as the city’s creatures rest in sweetness of the night of silence,

A guardian; I am a watchman of the world, a weapon of peace.


About Nicholas Rogers

I am an English journalist/copywriter living in Tegucigalpa, Honduras, and I have been here since 2011. I originally came to work with Casa Alianza, which supports street kids and vulnerable youths. I then stayed on, after meeting Pamela Cruz Lozano, who calls me her adopted Catracho. I work freelance in journalism and I have my own translation business. Why did I come here? For the challenge, to open my mind and leave my comfort zone. I love literature and I've written a book with street kids. I write novels, short stories and poetry, all of which you'll find on this blog, as well as masses of information about all things Honduran. View all posts by Nicholas Rogers

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