The Night Speaks~
By Neha
The night isn't quiet- it hums with intent,
a mirror of dreams, where our energy's spent.
stars aren't just stars, they're cracks in the dome,
whispering, "Go find the place you call home."
The moon doesn't watch- it dances, it schemes,
pulling the tides, igniting our dreams.
Darkness? A velvet cloak, not something to fear,
It sharpens the whispers you're too scared to hear.
So lean in close, let the silence ignite,
the truths you've been hiding come alive at night.
its not just an end- its a stage, a start,
where shadows and starlight map your heart.