A dark blanket that encloses us all

Shimmering figures to guide our paths.

Tunes without harmonic notes are heard

While howls are carried by the wind.

Those who dream and snooze by day

take out time to come out to play,

Harmless or dangerous ,

they all seem the same

at this ungodly hour.

Roaming the street with nothing

but pain and sadness.

After been scathed by the dark one

Who comes and leaves whenever he likes

And leaves behind his shadow of grief

I found out the true meaning to life.

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What do you think about it?

This  is the first time I'm ever writing a poem feel free to point anything out

Arikay12