The Night

The night's beauty never scared me
I am just scared of the creatures
Night is as beautiful as day seem
I don't know why I hated its features

They are just like the pearls in a necklace
Their presence have a big significance 
Dark is darker than dark itself
Spirits wanna mark their presence

Scared but the moon is guiding
The stars are asking me to be attentive 
The grass is giving my spine a chill
My shoes are the only thing I am minding.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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