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Midnight confessions

At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.
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The moonlight Gaze the Sky - Poem

The Moonlight Gaze the Sky

The moonlight gazed the sky—
soft and silent, like a breath
held between the stars.
It whispered to the clouds,
brushed silver on the wings of night,
and lingered on the edge of dreams.

Each beam, a quiet thought,
wandering across the velvet dark,
seeking something it once lost—
a name, a touch, a song unsung.

And the sky, wide-eyed and waiting,
held every shimmer like a promise,
a secret only the sleepless know,
where longing floats and never falls.

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