It’s Midnight, you are staring at the sky
At 00:00
You are tired.
You are excited
It feels like giving up,
It feels like running away into the peace of
The night
You shouldn’t give up fellow,
For the midnight is exhausted and tired
As you but, it have the dazzling stares as that
Little hope to move on.
The sky never gives up.
About the Poet :
Adya Sahare
10years
Vibgyor High