It’s in the darkest of nights that we see the brightest of stars.
I was never afraid of the dark
Even if the dogs howled instead of their usual bark
Nights kept me as happy as bright sunny days
They taught me more values in many more ways
There was nothing more beautiful than being under the starry skies
To be far away from all the truths and lies
Even more beautiful was to sit on the sea shore and watch the moon’s reflection
The night had always caught my affection
Sleeping on wet grass and watch the sky of fireworks was the best new year
When the moon would hide behind clouds and come back the next night, very sincere
A mug of coffee and a book to read under the moonlight
Were the best things to do, they always caused delight
Weren’t the nights always more calmer than the days
So silent, peaceful and with God’s little haze
In fact it caused the best thing ever
The dreams that could be lost never
Then why and how did darkness become so evil
Why and how did darkness mark upheaval
Rather it gave me strength to fight back strong a new morning
Which after the alluring night was even more adorning.
