Empyrean Night
At the day end when dark rules,
Sounds become a rare act.
Beauty of day is concealed,
when the night charmer wrapped.
In the hour of darkness,
for an astounding night grope.
When Visible became invisible,
The moon is the glimmer of hope.
Alone sitting by the waterway
Looking at the starry sky.
Ground stars greaming
in a conifer full of fireflies.
A breeze pass time to time
encompasses with moisture.
This span of time is alluring,
as it is a freebie by nature.
Dead of night is dead and trifling
For the people deep in slumber.
In the habbit of daily indolence
Don't miss the night wonder.
Give contenment to your heart
Unleash yourself and sit alone.
Not a soul to disturb you
There is no known or unknown.
Copyright © Lukesh Bhoi | Year Posted 2024
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