Midnight

Midnight;

A moment of magic:
Of madness,
Of half-
-Or double-
You decide.

It’s the past
or the future
Depends on where you stand,
Where you look
It’s you who decides.

It’s not your mother,
Sleeping on her room, brow creased in fear
Nor your dad,
Snoring,
Limp moustache and glasses askew-
Harassed with the life he’s lived for you.

Midnight.
A cusp
Between wishes or dreams
And reality and truth
What is-
-What can be.
And its You
who decides.

~Saniya Shahzad

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