Night has a reasoning entrenched in the mysterious dark

Profound, yet it seems to scare the eyes that fail to read its psyche

Like dawn, it appears and disappears; only to hide behind the celestial veil

Nature’s play you may call or definitions galore for such phenomenon

Romanticised or ostracised according to the sympathies of that moment

Periods of gloom in the mind colours the phenomenon with bias

Duality is eternal; an uninterrupted change of nature’s possession

Denial of night obfuscates the reason for appearance of dawn

At the cusp of such consciousness, there’s turmoil and serenity 


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