They were roaming here and there with no sense of the harmful times, They were roaming here and there with no sense of the harmful times,

There is a restless silence On that dial of the clock Causing gentle commotion There is a restless silence On that dial of the clock Causing gentle commo...

A very random midnight quest found me, Searching water for my parched throat. A very random midnight quest found me, Searching water for my parched throat.

The poet writes about the mental struggles that she undergoes at midnight- myriad thoughts about stu... The poet writes about the mental struggles that she undergoes at midnight- myria...

It was the month of may, Midnight, and I was eagerly waiting... It was the month of may, Midnight, and I was eagerly waiting...

midnight rendezvous midnight rendezvous