Nights #02

by : Bacardi Gold
02/March/2021

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nights are always there
awaiting its moment
to fly its wings and
deliver fortuitous possibilities
and encounter
accidental chances, luck or fortunes



their eyes are open
to witness the deliverance
of dead aspirations,
breathless ambitions
lifeless desires, unpursued passions



nights listen to the minutest
sounds the days’ ears couldn’t hear
and disown …
a resting moment



waiting for my sun
to show up
and clear my own path to tread



my life’s dawn will be over
struggles should be fought and won



twilights await, gears are worn for the next battle I call Nights…

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