Treasure Island

kaavyaa kriday

(21 nov 1991 / faridabad)

night


night
Night, the time to rest
Night to party is the best
Night, the time family sits together
Night if special one remembers forever
Night, is to dream
Night, when beautiful looks the stream
Night is to talk
It is the time the subconscious rocks

Night, when silent is the sea
Night, when also sleeping are the trees
Night, when high is the crime
Still Night is the only of its kind..

Submitted: Sunday, November 16, 2008

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  • Kylie Noppe (3/29/2010 6:34:00 PM)

    Can u tell me ur name or just make one up......I want to use this poem for a school project but i would like to give credit to u and for the assignment i need the author...Love the poem its really good (Report) Reply

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