Dusk had come without a warning
And Dusk barged in, with no regret
The sun had shone and wind had blown
But Dusk had come, and now, forget.
Forget the calming, gentle breeze,
Forget the joys that came with light,
For Dusk had come, and in its tow,
It’s taken all that had been right.
And then Dusk left, too, gone away
And Night had come to take its spot
Dusk was kinder - it still had hope
But Night had come. All hope was shot.
And Night was crueler than the Dusk
Far crueler than you would believe
For Night took all without remorse;
It left you nothing to achieve
And Night was cold and Night was dark
Night would never be forgiving
It stole your peace, your joy, your life,
Even stole your right to grieving.
Night came with promises of death
With angry fists and raging shouts
It came with glowing sadnesses,
And shaking, screaming, terrors, doubts.
And Night, so cruel, it would not leave
And it stayed for what felt like years
Through push and pull, the Night hung on,
‘Til you were drained of all your tears
And then, at last, Night gave its way
And rays of sunlight just shone through
For Dawn had come at last, and it
Revealed what’s good, what’s right, what’s true.
About the Creator
Dalex
A young, aspiring writer looking forward to a future in creating stories to lift other's spirits.

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