Another one of my poems, written some years ago but never shared. Hope you all like it.
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The darkness outside,
It beckons,
A midnight stroll.
Oh the peace,
The freedom of the night,
Not everyone sees it that way,
As a means of escape,
When no one can see you,
You are all by yourself,
In the dark,
And no one can know the truth,
Out peeps the moon,
Shining brightly far away,
Casting a pale glow down on earth,
Enough to just light up the path,
For a moonlit stroll,
Left to be alone,
With your thoughts,
A means of escape,
Oh the darkness,
It beckons,
The night we must fear not.
yep… we must not fear the night… oh well…
nice lines 🙂
Cheers, Archana – http://www.travelwitharchie.com
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