After reality is defeated by dreams,
Arrives night.
Offering farewell to The Sun,
It invites the cool moon.
Then darkness envelops us all In its cozy blanket.
So that we can behold
what daylight prevents us from seeing.
A million stars exhibit themselves,
to ignite our dreams.
Call us to reach for them,
And unfold the mysteries.
But we seal our eyes.
Allowing our minds to
Revolve around the days,
resting on distant shores of night.
We allow the moment to slip,
we don’t dream.
And the night mourns on our idiocies,
Tears of it we find near & far.
We call them 'Dew'.
© Shafat_Ibne_Ali