Osin Roy


As The Night Begins... - Poem by Osin Roy

Down comes the dry leaves’ shower,

As the cool wind blows.

And the night becomes darker,

As economical the sun goes.



Silence guards the streets;

The trees stand still;

And the houses present here,

Keep gazing at each other.



Reflection I can see,

Of the crescent moon;

And hear the star’s glee,

As they sing to winter’s tune.



The owl hoots sometimes;

And twinkles the fireflies;

Louder the frogs croak,

As if in choked throat.



And a cup of coffee,

Keeps me warm,

As I enjoy the chilly weather,

With my winter-wears on.



Meanwhile the scudding cloud,

Covers up the entire sky;

Soon the rain showers begun,

With the tip-top sound rising high.



It is now past midnight,

So I return to my room;

Going to bed, having put out the light,

I wish to have a sweet dream soon.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 9, 2013


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