Shadow mutters,
Darkness sighs.
Up until the moon comes
And everything's quiet.
Nothing sounds safer,
Then the cricket's chimes.
UP above in the jar,
The firefly shines.
My vision seems blue,
As I can feel
My inner demon,
On loose.
There something
Something behind the bush,
Searching for nirvana.
Sinking deeper
And deeper for light.
But in the end
Of night.
Nothing is wasted,
And none suffice.
-BHANVI
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Poets Note:-
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PoetryWell, some people fall asleep the moment they slide into their beds... my case is a little different. -poem based on random 3 am thought :}
