On nights like this,
When the moon is full,
Huge and bright,
I be reminded of the darkness,
That consumed my life.
That left me for no light,
For no hope or color.

Then I see the brightest moon,
Enough to rob the darkest sky,
It’s magnificence and power,
Making the Orion smaller,
Claiming the throne in the sky.
Then, I hope -again.
For brightness and color,
And for a better future!

You know that time,
Right before the dawn came.
It’s too dark.
Darker even from the middle of night.
It’s like nothing is out there.
But- all of a sudden,
The dawn will come.
It scares the darkness away.
Light feels the sky,
And the sun follows.
Then, the day starts
The cool breath fade away,
Little by little!

I’ve been in the predawn lately-
Quite a while perhaps.
I have no idea when the dawn is to come.
I just hope/wish,
For the dawn to hit my face-
Any time soon.
I don’t know if I want to stay for the sun,
Or for the whole day.
All I know is I want the darkness to lose!
I want to see spark of light to defeat it.
Watching it fade away by the dawn,
Just to see the end of an era of predawn!

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Inspired by my favorite poet quote:
“Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door”
#Emily Dickinson ❤