The Magic Hour


A serene night

Where beasts unite

Below the moonlight

Which is milky white

In plain sight.


The pixies dance

While elves prance

To a soft cadence

Pulling you in a trance

Just by a glance.


O little mortal; Beware

Of the chilling mystic air

Veiling the devil's lair

In the form of a funfair

Biding to burn all in the moon's flare.



The above poem is my work when I interned as a contributing writer for "The Celestial Confetti".

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