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PRISONER’S OF NIGHT

My Verselets

As the night grows darker,

My uneasiness increases,

Whether to hover,

Or let it feel as it pleases.

I would love to hide,

Myself from old scars,

Which come at night wide,

Wish they don’t smears.

It feels like I became a prisoner,

Bound by moon light,

With some desire,

Leaving me only option to fight.

When the whole world is asleep,

The silver lining of moon,

And My curiosity grows deep.

I hope dreams come to me soon.

So, that I could sleep well,

Giving dreamland a exposure,

And could live well,

Good night to who pass over.

THANK YOU

BY – APARNA SHARMA

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