Epilogue
The silver moonlight shined through the window,
Luring me out of my bed.
Sleepily, I watched the silent show,
Of the twinkling stars, and the darkness people dread.
The hooting of an owl and the flapping wings of a bat,
The chilly breeze, whistling through the trees.
The dark clouds hovering by,
And the glimmering stars in the sky.
An aurora then wiped out the darkness —
A pleasure to a soul in distress.
The changing colours, a plethora of feelings:
Sorrow, joy, fear and brave awakenings.
Uncountable mistakes, made without a second thought,
Now I see how hard my soul fought.
A war between wants and wrongs,
Intensified with unheard songs.
Childhood and teenage - the wonder phases of life,
Adulthood, as I realised, is the phase in which we strife.
The show ended, leaving me dumbfounded,
I stood still with my feet firmly grounded.
A minute ago, I was just a child;
Now, I’m an adult, chasing dreams in the wild!
- Tahreen Fatima (BtCFs)