When complete night turns into a day

Something always remains to say

Something which is never told

Something, nothing but the God

Something which is never real

Something, love, hate, or fear

Something might you know it

Yes, I am talking about that night

Just think, you know might

The night which was real

The night which was really there

The night when we lost our home

The night we were famous we were known

That night, I shared my secrets with you

The night we turned it into a day...

But something yet remains to say.

 

By: Sagar M. Hasil

The student belongs to Bright Future Academy

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