a 16-yr old local writer.
a bright night
just the perfect timing
so sublime
for one word to escape from the thumping of the pressurized heart
for one note to complete the majestic piece
for one beat to create such vestige of happiness
for one action to signal the rolling of the drums
for one moon to bless the starry sky
for one night to stay within memory
that night, lit for midnight solemnity
throughout the night
his spirit seeking for an answer
for a 3-letter word to signify mirthful love
the greatest reply of all
yes
twas just the excitement
for the heart to speak
the same night
for one hopeful soul to stop dreaming
it could've been the best moments
of his life
but how melancholy it had become
I remember
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