Tuesday, 25 July 2017

Night



 















Night the beauty of time
So powerful
She is revered by the sun
So beautiful 
She adores herself with stars
She who was there before time

Though skeptical of the night
But remember the splendor of stars
Is only perceived at night
Ask the owl, bat and the firefly
Secret lovers know better

Oh night!
The confident of vices
The protector of conspirators
The keeper of secret
The pathway of spirits

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