#WritcoPoemPrompt24
Dark is the night,
Darker the soul,
Fathomless depths,
Stories untold...
scary if you
are young, becomes
comfy when you're
old.
nothing is same yet
nothing seems different.
monsters are imagined
but why not angels
many an angel work
in the dark.
for even the moonlight
doesn't enter the trenches.
for the darkness doesn't
represent all that's bad
no it's just lacks light
and therefore unknown
we don't know what it may old
How exciting.
© nitheshb