Until Midnight

You won’t believe me If I’d tell you,
If I tell you about what I saw.
Oh it was outworldly and surreal,
Defying all known physical laws.

Sitting on my roof last night,
I watched the creatures fly.
But I didn’t dare reach out for them,
Oh not until midnight.

For true magic is not visible to us while
we’re blinded by the brightness of daylight.
Because only in nightshade do the fairytales come true,
Not until midnight do they take flight.

As the fireflies flew the grass glowed blue.
The gnomes and elves came on fire breathing dragons.
The dwarves jumped down from the shoulders of the giants,
and the princesses stepped down from their pumpkin wagons.

Then came the nocturnal lycanthropes and the immortal undead.
The first in shades of pale moon white, and the latter draped in blood red.
I soon put all my worries on hold,
and let this psychedelic and bewitching scene unfold.

Now, will you watch this magical event with me?
Believe me it was a mesmerizing sight.
Please come and sit here by my side,
Then together we can wait until midnight.

~Megha Bhartiya 💜

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Daily Prompt Word – Invisible