Midnight, a time for us to be clear
A time to be calm and leave behind
And to be with those, who are dear
In both in heart and also in mind
In midnight, people often grieves
As the time of crime as well as greed
Because, most robbers and thieves
Are going out at night, to kill and feed
But for me, midnight is perfect
Not for doing any kind of crime
But it is the time to think correct
And my dreams flow with the time
It’s the time to talk to my dear
And talk freely as the air, we prefer
And let my imaginations appear
As I write all these poems for her
It’s the time to see the white moon
And all the stars that are light
Because those things are the boon
That brightens the dark blacky night
Midnight is not all bad and scary
But it is also like a dreamy fantasy
Midnight for me is great, not wary
Cause dreams are better than reality