Dark night taunts with silence,
Shadows are waiting to emerge,
While the moon played
hide and seek with clouds,
While all found solace in sleep,
The lone guard of the night remained awake,
With brimming eyes,
Hooting with all fury,
To break the silence and haunt the fearful
By Nithin RS
A poem based on a prompt from #Whistpr
Image from WhistBerry
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