The calm and quiet night is in full bloom,
The sky is as if trying to peep into my room!
The stars, in the absence of moon,
Shine dully like drops of mercury,
And some scattered colourless clouds,
Lost in themselves, float listlessly.
The highrise buildings have fallen silent
Their arrogance blunted by the overpowering night,
And how meek and subdued looks
Every arrogant hoarding and streetlight!
All the streets are now deserted,
No one is moving around,
An indifferent,vapid breeze is blowing
Undulating the curtains without a sound.
All the sounds have dissolved
In the deep whirlpool of silence,
Only my sleep-heavy, dull breathing
Assures me of my own presence.
Marvelous poetry with great metaphors. How often does one think of their own independence and what they add to a world that lacks the cohesive love for each other.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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Dan
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