Angel From The Midnight Sky Poem by aashka thakkar

on the verge of the end
not knowing what to do
wishing that something would happen
to light up this dark midnight sky;

while the world is sleeping,
and the moon’s gentle light
spreads a tranquil calm
i feel as though i am the last living soul;

lying in darkness staring into the open,
dancing gracefully in the shadows of midnight
a beautiful black butterfly fluttering peacefully
pierces the darkness with its soft golden edged wings;

dropping down the sky
like an angel from the midnight sky
she wraps me in her arms
as we glide among the clouds and stars;

dancing upon the midnight flowers,
the midnight fairy gleams with light
watching us from a distance and whispering
“I just want you to smile like you used to”;

tossing the coin down
the wishing well, praying
it is not an illusion
i wonder if it is all true;

as the wind blows into my face
sitting under the starry night sky
with the moon singing a lullaby,
i slowly drift into the realms of sleep;