The Chronicles of a Night.

​What did the night hold?

Eloquence for those who could see, nothing for the cold.

The temperament that my body holds is undoubtedly ephemeral and quite susceptible to the outgrowths of this world. But when the night gets hold of our life and I am alone with my thoughts, they question curiosity. I no longer feel like a mortal, I become a part of the harmonious firmament that is directionless but still leads us to  solutions and takes us away from the chaos that this calamitous world has to offer. The serenity of night unfolds a state of obscurity before you and gives you a choice where either you glow or you succumb to the darkness.

The darker the night, the deeper you inhale

You grow and glow or become dust turning pale.


Author: indifferentmusing

I believe love, laughter and a thought spared for peace can overcome all the differences in the world.

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