[Poetry] “Empty streets on a dark night”

 

Empty streets on a dark night,

As the city goes to sleep tight

Unknown, untold, unsought for;

Yet there I was, awake and walking.

It was meant to be liberating,

To be alive, unchained and free;

But I was a woman.

 

 

Empty streets on a dark night,

I didn’t know if the path was right.

There was a fear,

Fear not of loneliness,

Fear of someone’s presence.

Fear not of spirits,

Fear of mortals.

Fear not of silence,

Fear of an uninvited voice.

 

 

Empty streets on a dark night,

The heart paused in fright.

Saw a shadow on the other side.

My courage was robbed,

My feet stopped. But the mind kept walking;

Walked through all worst scenarios,

All my feminine trepidation.

 

 

Empty streets on a dark night,

Strong and bold, vulnerable despite.

A familiar voice occurred

The shadow turned into a dear face,

My terrified heart caught its pace

A touch of solace; It was her,

Love of my life. She!