A Poem To Night
The sky is dark
The street is silent
Night guards whistle
As if thieves were to listen
Slow winds, sweep across the floor
There is no moon, but there is some light
The neighborhood sleeps, when-
Owls hoot, they hoot away
The stars glean on inky sky
Slowly starts brightening, fades away.
Night
Copyright © Arastu Goyal | Year Posted 2023
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