Night
All stars the moon and the lights shine,
the noise of silence seems hiked ,
sky returns to it's true colour,
darkness rules in this time called"night".
It is in presence of darkness,
That one can understand what light Is.
when all's black only then one sees white,
And its evil who shows What's right .
in silent depths of unlit nights,
stillness imprisons everything.
slightest vibrations seem intense,
Such is the power of this dark fence.
black's the truth behind many lies,
known as the hue for demise,
it also stands for solitude,
but has the power to absorb multitudes
Beneath the cloak of dreaded night,
Lies a strong message of genuinity,
It shows the weakest can be strong,
And that not all things dim are wrong.
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