In the haunts of the daylight
Approaching towards the night
The transition of shadow
From the sun to the moon
Creeping up till the dawn breaks
I never knew what it was
But moulded into something beautiful
Something I never believed in
The more it came close
The more it grew on me
And I couldn't remember myself anymore
He thought he wasn't the best
But nothing was more beautiful to me than him anymore.
YOU ARE READING
FADED
Poetryjust some random words poured in a chain to create something that is mesmerizing and attractive....it's my first venture on writing! hope I do well😃
