One Night At 12
One night at 12,
When everyone was asleep,
i covered myself with a blanket,
and started to read.
One night at 12,
when there was silence all around,
cool breeze blew
made me shiver with cold.
One night at 12,
when dark were the clouds,
i saw the moon shinning,
brighter looked the twinkling of stars.
One night at 12,
when dogs were barking on the streets,
i heard a voice within
that made me feel glee.
One night at 12,
when the dry leaves seemed walking,
and books seemed talking,
i realized that something was unique.
That night at 12,
beautiful seemed the silence,
and i realized that
study is nothing other than violence.
That night was special,
marked as history,
when i met real me,
which brought a big difference within me.
That night at 12,
i was alone in my room,
but was surrounded
all by my thoughts.
That night at 12,
i realized something,
something that made me meet
the REAL person within me..!
Copyright © Roshni Sharma | Year Posted 2011
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