Moonchild

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She startled up in the middle of night with an abrupt jolt travelling all over her body because of a nightmare,

Her breathing was rapidly increasing, her body drenched with sweat with an unruly quiver,

She couldn't form words out of her mouth, they hurt in the middle of her throat all because of fright, horror and terror.

She drank a sip or two of warm water beside her,

Her teeth clattered at the contact of cold surface of glass with her chafe dry lips,

No one was beside her at the moment, The world was sound asleep by then.

 Not a single spirit to comfort her, she felt vulnerable.

Tears started to form in the corner of her eyes, she felt helpless.

She blinked them away and pulled back the heavy velvet drapes from her window,

And there stood someone,

Smiling and staring at her with twinkling eyes, 

She froze and came a little close to the window.


Those twinkling eyes radiated a refreshing feeling,

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Those twinkling eyes radiated a refreshing feeling,

It was shining brightly in her eyes among the dark shadows of night making her feel something else,

Everything seemed pitch black but its light shone up the sky.

It was nothing other than The Beautiful Moon.

All of her angst and worry vanished away the moment moon reflected her eyes,

The world was still asleep, captured in their own dreams and she was actually in a dream while being wide awake.

The world didn't even care to glance at the moon and she was already immersed in its perfectness,

It is round, peaceful and jubilant. Its just perfect for her.

How can the world ignore such beautiful sights?

She asked herself and never got the answer of it. She stood there for half an hour, 

The moon cooled down her burning eyes, warmed up her cold heart, soaked up her hot sweat and washed away all of her fears. The moon made her eyes drip with hope.

She left the curtains open to let its light shine beside her. She did not want to be the one to block away its handsomeness. She wanted it  to glow even brighter.

It did not bother her anymore if the world was asleep or awake. 

The beautiful presence of moon in the dark fiery night was all she could ask for.

She returned to bed and immediately felt her eyelids get heavy  while her eyes still lingered the prestigious

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She returned to bed and immediately felt her eyelids get heavy  while her eyes still lingered the prestigious.

She closed her eyes and became comfortable in its embrace.

And then,

She realized that she stopped looking up at the night skies, stars.. she stopped daydreaming.. she tried to jam herself in the molds that other people made.. she is herself with all her faults and mistakes.. Those faults and mistakes make up the brightest stars in the constellation of her life..~ 

She had a beautiful dream later in the middle of night.

It was Only The Moon that made her herself..


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