A lonely cloud hovers over miles of farm
Bird swoops down to pick wriggling a worm
With slow pace girls walk down to the river edge
Where they giggle and play as if on an open stage
From horizon in the east night is about to descend
Spreading a shroud of darkness upon stretches of land
A moon is going to swim across placid water of the stream
The earth goes to sleep till dawn bathing in its soothing beam
A beautiful depiction of moonlit night, when a lonely cloud hovers over miles of firm- -, The words fills the heart with soothing feelings.
Fantastic expression. An amusing poem so nicely depicted and presented. Thanks for sharing. ..... 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such an enjoyable serene scene of night... with an eye-catching structure of the poem.beauty is dripping. thank you.