She feared the dark but loved the stars,
Catching the stardust in her heart,
Sitting by the window at late hours,
She could feel the silence depart.

The stardust which came flying in,
With music playing softly behind,
The lights lightened and became dim,
Memories playing in rewind.

The moon smiled from the sky,
While playing her favorite tunes,
She gathered herself with a sigh,
Loving the magic of the monsoons.



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4 Replies to “Magic”

  1. Wow I really love the ending! ( The rhyme with the monsoons, I appreciated your rhyme scheme overall) The picture and the poem is just profoundly beautiful. Keep up the great work!

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