That Midnight sparks in my soul

The lights of city are fade , In the dead of night
there is darkness for smattering stubborn owls
Having enough time in coming next day
New, fresh and pearly bright

The sun has gone to rest, and moon takes it place as darkness surround
And guide me through the night
I like the night,it hide my flaws, imperfections and scars
The very moment it call me I embrace it’s blooming
And shut out all tiring day’s harsh

It was a warm black that hugged me, there I feel my own soul
More clearly, that innocent inborn spark I must chase
It holds me close my eyes until the dawn,
It allow my eyes to rest in solace
And let my dreams take central stage.

I see myself as a flora of nature, existing, unseen and alive
It is a place where my dreams flow freely whenever I close my eyes

I found the darkness strange, at night I can be anybody
And no one cares who I really am it’s my best
My mind is blur with possibilities, each more fanciful than the next

Closing of the day was beautiful enough as the nature itself prove
Now as this midnight hours riding
Carrying stars dotted on pure black canvas of sky,
Twinkling on same place
Having no idea where if somewhere else they can move.

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