THE EPOCH
The cravings of the night,
Made the early riser in her
cry
Her relationship with time,
Was broken beyond fixing.
She craved to go back
She craved to go back
To her fulgent Mornings
And to fall in love
With time, again
She preferred the melody,
Not the melancholy
She desired to dance with the rays,
Rather than sing with the moon.
She preferred the early breeze
With the birds chirp,
Than the silent nights
With the frogs Croak
But she was tired of struggling
She couldn't win time, Period.
So She decided to play
The game of acceptance
She chose to get along
With the sullen nights
And to conquer her fear
It wasn't worse as she feared
Slowly She Fell in love
With the darkness,
That knew her agony
Better than anyone did
Then came a day
She got her scars healed,
She got her fall in place,
She got her bounce back.
But time decided to play again
It's own favorite game
It wanted to take her back
To her majestic mornings
She played the game too,
Only Very well this time
Because she wasn't afraid anymore
For she has conquered the darkness.
She knew the moon shall wait
Shall wait for another love,
Another heart break
To sing her ‘Her Lullaby’
Before she took her step out
To conquer her fiery mornings,
She owed the yellow beaut
Her gratitude for being there
For making her strong
For giving her it's bravery
A bravery no one knew
The silent yellow beaut possessed.
P.S I am still not
quite sure where i fit or what my favorite part of the 24 hour clock is but all
i know is am blessed with both the lark and the owl’s soul and my Circadian
‘Rhythms’ well.
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