Darkness and night, two terms often blurred,
Yet distinct in meaning, like shadows and words.
Night is the time, when sun's light does fade,
A natural cycle, a world in shade.
A time for rest, for dreams to unfold,
A period of calm, young and old.
Darkness, however, is a state of mind,
A feeling of hopelessness, left behind.
A void of light, a absence of peace,
A sense of fear, a world to cease.
Night can be beautiful, with stars so bright,
A canopy of light, in all its might.
Darkness, on the other hand, is cold and grim,
A feeling of isolation, a heart in whim.
So let us embrace the night's gentle hush,
And shun the darkness, with all its rush.
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Author:
Bashirah Asuku (
Online)
- Published: September 12th, 2025 06:14
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 1
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