Moonlight
When the shining moonlight glows, shimmers,
when the children of nature, so play with glitters.
So grotesque, so strange is the music of waves,
the rhythm of nature, incumbent at the shore.
Along the coastline, amidst the core,
the silence lies, like never before.
Radiance of the the flower dew,
so glowing with the galactic hue.
Amidst the substantial mist of eternity,
the children of nature has played and grew.
When the endless twilight coruscates, glimmers,
The enigma of nature gingerly tapers.
Copyright © Shahid S. | Year Posted 2018
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