Night’s Silence, carelessly stacked to one side

I seek the night’s embrace,
The deathly silence,
No birds, no humans ~
only the swaying leaves to the wind.
I need the comforting darkness.


An avid blogger, twitterer and photojournalist, Zashnain Zainal suffers from an incurable addiction to social work, helping marginalised communities since 1989. Nowadays he travels from the plantations of Malaysia to the slums of Thailand. He can be found at and @bedlamfury

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