3 AM

In the dark
Everything seems to have
A different sheen
The moonlight
A different kind of atmosphere
For life.
Deep in the night,
3 in the morning
Few people still
endeavour.
Artists,
Poets,
Twisted souls and
Lovers,
Some scorned,
Some not.
There’s this
Serenity that seems to abound
Over this silent world.
The world looks different
Deep at night.
It looks different
In the silence,
As the moon shines from
Behind dark clouds.
Nothing quite like it.

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