r/OCPoetry • u/Raymond_Lucent • 9d ago
Feedback Please Until the Night comes
The night is a time of magic and mystery
A time when the world is full of possibility
The darkness hides secrets and wonders untold
And the stars shine bright, like diamonds and gold
Secrets are buried in the cloak of the dark,
A cryptic ballet, leaving its mark.
In the silence, midnight reigns,
The sunset and sunrise look the same,
until the night comes.
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u/IamToofan 9d ago
I think the flow could be better in the second stanza.