The Sun

The Sun

A Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili

The Sun is the disk
that burn away the night.
But I like the night,
it opens up so many doors
of so many desires. 
Night is the shield for the inner battles.
It is a coat during the rain 
which never comes.
What an impressive fight of 
The Sun and The Night. 

© 2021 Shalva Kikalishvili


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Added on July 8, 2021
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