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Àdùní Nigeria Student @ Federal university of kashere, Gombe state
In Literature, Writing and Blogging • 2 min read •
MIDNIGHT
<p>Since the beginning of this month, sleep has been leaving me between two to three every morning.</p><p><br/></p><p>Like a bat, my eyes would be glistening under my forehead </p><p><br/></p><p>It was as though something always tapped me from my sleep and call my name </p><p><br/></p><p>“Àdùní” </p><p><br/></p><p>Sometimes I would seat </p><p><br/></p><p>Sometimes I would just ponder </p><p><br/></p><p>Sometimes I would pray</p><p><br/></p><p>But this time, I rose to my feet and stepped outside.</p><p><br/></p><p>Darkness reigned, except the moonlight that cut through intermittently and still drifted back into the cloud.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>It was freezing, and I could literally feel goosebumps forming on my body </p><p><br/></p><p>Silence.</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>No horn of vehicles speeding past</p><p><br/></p><p>No voice of the hawkers trying to call people attention to what they are selling. </p><p><br/></p><p>No haggling about the price.</p><p><br/></p><p>No call to prayer from the mosque </p><p><br/></p><p>Even the church is quiet.</p><p><br/></p><p>Farmers were not going to the farm.</p><p><br/></p><p>No one was going to the river</p><p><br/></p><p>The street lie totally deserted </p><p><br/></p><p>Everywhere was devoid of noise.</p><p><br/></p><p>Everyone had retreated to their closets.</p><p><br/></p><p>I stood still but my eyes wandered.</p><p><br/></p><p>I could see that houses had totally sunk into darkness</p><p><br/></p><p>I looked at the sky — it was dark and stretched beyond what eyes could see with millions of stars scattered across it.</p><p><br/></p><p>The wind stirred occasionally, making the grasses to rustle against one another and the branches of the trees swayed like a shadowy figure beneath the sky</p><p><br/></p><p>Somewhere along the line, the dog barked.</p><p><br/></p><p>The sound of the cricket and owl began to compete with the silence.</p><p><br/></p><p>Silence dominated again.</p><p><br/></p><p>It was so intense that I could hear the beat of my heart. </p><p><br/></p><p>The flow of my blood through my veins.</p><p><br/></p><p>These hours, the time felt slower. </p><p><br/></p><p>The creaked of the gate, a footstep or even smallest sound felt louder than it should </p><p><br/></p><p>I inhaled and the earthly smell filled my nose.</p><p><br/></p><p>I released the breath slowly.</p><p><br/></p><p>“<strong>There is a peace in darkness,” </strong>I muttered to myself</p><p><br/></p>

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I just feel like painting the midnight scenery with words 🙈 Thanks for reading
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