Sleeping birds, sleeping trees and myself at night
cold breeze blowing slowly,
simmering down tired souls
The trees shine gold in vapour light
And so the grasses,
holding cold water in their arms.
Watching all this amidst edifice,
I rejoice in ecstasy
marvelled by the night deep
wondering when would I sleep!!
My dear friend...your creativity is peerless. I'm not that much qualified so that I can appreciate your creativity but from a layman point of view I can say.........
ReplyDeletekeep spreading your 'light'
in every beautiful night!