150: 12.21 am

150: 12.21 am

Night’s dark, the only one awake is me
Outside a lone bird chirps softly
Only in the darkness can I see
Why my soul desires to weep

Midnight is for lovers’ clandestine meetings
For kisses and hugs to be exchanged in secret
Midnight is for desperate studious scholars
Attempting to finish their major works

Midnight is for me
I am neither a scholar nor a lover
I am but a lonely soul
Seeking the higher pleasures of life

 

~ Serendipitous

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