Night is silence,
Night gives strength to the tired,
Night is for children,
Dreaming of a Wonderland,
And for lovers,
To entangle in one breath of sweet romance.
Night for me is awakening
of my deeper sorrows and scars,
tears that lead me nowhere
And for broken and shattered dreams,
That are merely cursed and trampled
from tears of hatred.
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Hidden Spaces
PoetryLife is a canvas.. And I write my poems To give color and beauty To ones without paint, To you who needs The color of love.
