Monotony of the Night

the night with the stars infinite

beautiful once with its own darkness

fascinating for its eternal bliss

kept me intrigued for a little too long

filled me deep for years too many

sometimes with shine, at times with dark

the time now, has colored my hair grey

the night still the same with twinkling stars

yet not as pretty as long ago

it now has become my habit

its beauty now – monotonous to me

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