Midnight Murmurs
By Poorvi P
Published 23 September 2022
I lay restless on my bed
Insomniac as ever
Was I going to sleep?
Well the answer is never
I am awoken by the whispers
Of the beautiful midnight sea
As the little wolves howl
Full, filled with glee
A fresh breath of breeze
Fistles through the trees
I could smell the scent of sleeping roses
The fragrance of the night
I sharply picture myself
In the glimmering depths of the river
My reflection lies more serene than ever before
I feel hopeful
My heart as a domination
This world is mine and so is yours
As we set foot through a portal of hope
It’s the future for our planet Earth